Key of B.
SHELTER TENT.
| Oh, yah! yah! darkies laugh wid me, For the white folks say Old Shady’s free, So don’t you see that the Jubilee Is coming, coming, hail, mighty day! Chorus. Den away, away, for I can’t wait any longer! Hooray! hooray! I’m going home. Oh! massa got scared, and so did his lady, Dis chile breaks for Uncle Aby, Open the gates, out here’s Old Shady A coming, coming, hail, mighty day.—Chorus. Good-bye, Massa Jeff; good-bye, Miss’r Stephens, ’Scuse dis nigger for takin’ his leavens; ’Spect pretty soon you’ll hear Uncle Abram’s Coming, coming, hail, mighty day.—Chorus. |
| Good-bye, hard work, wid neber any pay, I’s gwine up North where de good folks say Dat white wheat bread an’ a dollar a day Are a coming, coming, hail, mighty day.—Chorus. Oh! I’ve got a wife, and I’ve got a baby, Living up yonder in upper Canaday; Won’t dey laugh when dey see Old Shady Coming, coming, hail, mighty day.—Chorus. | SEVENTH CORPS. |