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Oliver Boardman correspondence and journals, 1861-1863
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Dars wine an cider in de cellar An de darkeys dey'll hab some For I spose dey'll all be confiscated When de Linkum soljers come Chorus.. 4th,,De oberseer he make us trouble An he drill us round aspell We lock him up in de smoke house cellar Wid de key trown in de well De whip is lost de han cuff broken But de massa'll hab his pay He's big enough old enough ought to known better Dan to went and run away Chorus De massa run away &c, 1th,,He seen asmoke way up de ribber Where de Linkum gun boats lay He took his hat an he. left berry sudden An I spose he's run away..... (Last part of first verse)
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Dars wine an cider in de cellar An de darkeys dey'll hab some For I spose dey'll all be confiscated When de Linkum soljers come Chorus.. 4th,,De oberseer he make us trouble An he drill us round aspell We lock him up in de smoke house cellar Wid de key trown in de well De whip is lost de han cuff broken But de massa'll hab his pay He's big enough old enough ought to known better Dan to went and run away Chorus De massa run away &c, 1th,,He seen asmoke way up de ribber Where de Linkum gun boats lay He took his hat an he. left berry sudden An I spose he's run away..... (Last part of first verse)
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