Oh! carry me 'long; Der's no more trouble for me: I's guine to roam In a happy home Where all de niggas am free. I've worked long in de fields; I've handled many a hoe: I'll turn my eye, Before I die, And see de sugarcane grow. Chorus: Oh! boys, carry me 'long; Carry me till I die Carry me down To de buryin' groun' Massa, don't you cry. All ober de land I've wandered many a day, To blow de horn And mind de corn And keep de possum away. No use for me now So darkeys burn me low: My horn is dry, And I must lie Whar de possum nebber can go. Farewell to de boys Wid hearts so happy and light, De sing a song De whole day long, And dance de juba at night. Farewell to de fields Ob cotton, 'bacco, and all: I's guine to hoe In a bressed row Wha de corn grows mellow and tall. Farewell to de hills, De meadows covered wid green, Old brindle Boss And de old grey hoss All beaten, broken, and lean. Farewell to de dog Dat always followed me round; Old Sancho'll wail And droop his tail When I am under de ground.
- by Stephen Collins Foster (1826 - 1864), "Oh! Boys carry me 'long" [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]
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- by Stephen Collins Foster (1826 - 1864), "Oh! Boys carry me 'long", published 1851. [voice and piano] [text verified 1 time]
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