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CIVIL WAR SONGS
Kingdom Coming ~ Lyrics
Say, darkies, hab you seen old massa,
Wid de muffstash on his face,
Go long de road some time dis mornin',
Like he gwine to leave de place?
He seen a smoke way up de ribber
Whar de Linkum gunboats lay;
He took his hat an' left berry sudden,
An' I 'spect he's run'd away!
CHORUS.
De massa run, ha, ha!
De darky stay! ho, ho!
It mus' be now de kingdom comin'
An' de year of Jubilo!
He is six foot one way, four foot tudder,
An' he weigh tree hundred pounds;
His coat so big he couldn't pay de tailor,
An' it wouldn't go half way round;
He drill so much dey call him Cap'n,
An' he get so drefful tanned,
I 'spects he'll try an' fool dem Yankees
For to tink he's contraband.--CHORUS.
De darkies feel so lonesome libbing
In de log house on de lawn
Dey move dar tings to massa's parlor
For to keep it while he's gone.
Dar's wine an' cider in de kitchen,
An' de darkies dey'll hab some;
I s'pose dey'll all be confiscated
When de Linkum soldiers come.--CHO.
De oberseer he make us trubble,
An' he dribe us round a spell;
We lock him up in de smoke-house cellar,
Wid de key trown in de well;
De whip is lost, de han'cuff broken;
But de massa'll habe his pay;
He's ole enough, big enough, ought to know better
Dan to went and run away.--CHORUS.
CIVIL WAR SONGS
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