'neath de dear old roof I'll lie,
An' I'll lay me down an' die,
In de little log cabin on de hill.




DARKEY SAM.

SONG AND CHORUS.

Arr. by J. YOUNG, Esq.


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Oh my name is Darkey Sam,
And I'se a black-eyed contraband;
Down on de Chickahominee I was born;
But old massa run away,
When de Linkum sogers play:
So, I started for de Norf in de morn....
I soon met wid a man,
And he took me by de hand,
And he brought me to de Bobolition meetin:
Dar de brudders made a speech,
And de sisters 'gan to preach;
Dey said dat my complexion was light,
And de world dey would teach
What a point dey could reach,