I use to take de fiddle—Ebery morn and arternoon,
And charm de old buzzard—And dance to de racoon.
Wheel about, &c.
In hoeing ob de sugar—Or picking cotton, all de same,
I beat de oder niggers—And gib dem twenty in de game.
Wheel about, &c.
At last I went to seek my fortune—Got up by break of day,
Left my ole shoes behind me—And den I run away.
Wheel about, &c.
I come to a riber—Which I couldn't get across,