Oh! Lemuel!
Oh! Lemuel! | |
Stephen Foster, 1850
| Oh! Lemuel my lark, Oh! Lemuel my beau, I's guine to gib a ball tonight, I'd hab you for to know; But if you want to dance, Just dance outside de door; Becayse your feet so berry large Dey'll cover all de floor. Oh! Lem! Lem! Lem! Lemuel I say! Go down to de cotton field, And bring de boys away. Chorus: Go down to de cotton field! Go down, I say! Go down and call de darkey boys all; We'll work no more today. |
2. Oh! Lemuel my hope, Oh! Lemuel my joy, I'll tell you who'll be at de ball My woolly headed boy. Dere's Nelly Bly, you know, And Juliana Snow, Dere's cane-brake Kitty likes de boys, She'll be sure to go. Oh! Lem! Lem! Lem! Lemuel I say! Go down to de cotton field, And bring de boys away. Chorus: |