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1. A PLANTATION CHANT
Hit's eighteen hunder'd forty-en-fo',
Christ done open dat He'v'mly do'--
An' I don't wanter stay yer no longer;
Hit's eighteen hunder'd forty-en-five,
Christ done made dat dead man alive--
An' I don't wanter stay yer no longer.
You ax me ter run home,
Little childun--
Run home, dat sun done roll--
An' I don't wanter stay yer no longer.
Hit's eighteen hunder'd forty-en-six,
Christ is got us a place done fix--
An' I don't wanter stay yer no longer;
Hit's eighteen hunder'd forty-en-sev'm
Christ done sot a table in Hev'm
An' I don't wanter stay yer no longer.
You ax me ter run home,
Little childun--
Run home, dat sun done roll--
An' I don't wanter stay yer no longer.
Hit's eighteen hunder'd forty-en-eight,
Christ done make dat crooked way straight--
An' I don't wanter stay yer no longer;
Hit's eighteen hunder'd forty-en-nine,
Christ done tu'n dat water inter wine--
An' I don't wanter stay yer no longer.
You ax me ter run home,
Little childun--
Run home, dat sun done roll--
An' I don't wanter stay yer no longer.
Hit's eighteen hunder'd forty-en-ten,
Christ is de mo'ner's onliest fr'en'--
An' I don't wanter stay yer no longer;
Hit's eighteen hunder'd forty-en-lev'm,
Christ 'll be at de do' w'en we all git ter Hev'm--
An' I don't wanter stay yer no longer.
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