Oh, I does like dat nigga well,
I tink she does like me,
And if I had her by my side,
How happy I should be;
I like de white one an de black,
And ebery one ob de rest,
I like dat one dat does like me,
But I like myself de best.— Oh, etc.
LUCY NEAL.
AS SUNG BY MR. BARLOW.
I was born in Alabama,
My massa name was Deal,
He used to own a yaler gal,
Her name was Lucy Neal,
My massa he did sell me
Because he thought I'd steal,
Which caused a separation,
Ob myself and Lucy Neal.
Oh! poor Lucy Neal
Oh! poor Lucy Neal;
If I had her by my side,
How happy I should feel.
One night the nigger gave a ball;
Miss Lucy danced a reel
But none was dare dat could compare
Wid my sweet Lucy Neal
She used to go out wid us,
To pluck cotton in de fiel
And dere is where I fell in lub
