Poor Juney.
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Pearl River’s side is far away, in Mississippi State,
Where our Old Cabin stands alone, with Juney at the gate;
I told her I was going away, but would not stay out late,
And so she thought I’d soon be home, and waited at the gate.
CHORUS
The Cabin stands upon the stream in Mississippi State,
And I must quickly hurry home and take her from the gate.
Old Massa died, and I was sold away to Georgia’s State,
They did not buy my sister Jane when they bought me her mate,
I could not tell her we must part, alas! our cruel fate,
And so, with weeping eyes, she stands to meet me at the gate.
The Cabin stands upon the stream, &c.
I can’t forget her gloomy look, when I bid her good-night,
Nor how my body quaked and shook as slow I left her sight;
But soon I’ll gold and silver get, pray Heaven I’m not too late,
To buy my darling Juney free and take her from the gate.
The Cabin stands upon the stream, &c.
Oh, Juney was a simple child, with pretty shining curls,
And white folks loved her best of all, the young Mulatto girl,
’Twas wrong for me to leave her ’lone, in Mississippi State,
But money it shall break the chain that binds her to the gate.
The Cabin stands upon the stream, &c.
If you go away down South, to Mississippi State,
Don’t fail to seek our Cabin there, with Juney at the gate;
Tell her to wait a little while, tell her in hope to wait,
For I am he shall make her free, and take her from the gate.
The Cabin stands upon the stream, &c.