Every time I hear some church bell ringin’,
I begin to think I was on my las’ go-’round.
O I believe I am on, I think I am on,
I know I am on my las’ go-’round.
So when I am dead, wear no black,
When Gable blows his trumpet I’ll rush on back.
[63] There are now popular songs entitled Last Go-’Round Blues and I’m on My Last Go-’Round, but they do not resemble this song. For an older version, see The Negro and His Songs, p. 180.
Berda, You Come too Soon
O Lord, Berda, you come too soon,
Found a man in my saloon.