She once was pretty, but she ain't no mo',
But she cooks mah meals an' she sweeps mah flo';
She darns mah stockings an' she mends mah coat,
An' she knows jes' how mah chillun fer to tote—
Come along! Come along!
"Mah pickaninnies am a-headin' dis way—
Come along! Come along!
Daddy am a-watchin' fo' 'em day by day—
Come along! Come along!
Mah ol' haid aches when Ah thinks ob de noise