II.—Calie co lin cum bin.
"Vit is twenty miles beyond de moon,
Up in the marning soon,
The darkies eat wid a wooden 'poon,
Calie co lin cum bin.
Chorus.
"Hickie nack, tickie nack, rickie rack, trickie track,
Sally can't yon lob me?
Stand back, Sally, it's a mile from de river,
It's calie co lin cum bin.
"Rise np, Sally, at de blow of de ham,
Up in the marning soon,
Fo' we has to work in a field of carn:
It's calie co lin cum bin.
"Now me and my wife we can't agree,
Up in de marning soon,
Fo' she all night is beating po' me:
Calie co lin cum bin.
"I nebber forget the day I was barn.
Up in de marning soon,
Bin bam below one field of carn:
Calie co lin cum bin.
"How cin I and my wife agree,
Up in de marning soon,
Fo' she lacks up all the togs, and carry away all de keys:
Calie co lin cum bin.
"The darkies come from many a mile,
Up in the marning soon.
Come gaze and look me pretty little child:
Calie co lin cum bin.
"One de prettiest, a' ugliest, a little, you ebber seen:
Up in de morning soon,
One de ugliest, a' prettiest, a little, you ebber seen:
Calie co lin cum bin."
III.—The Darkies' Song.
"Say, darkies, hab you seen old massa dis morning,
Wid he mont statch (?) on his face?
Go long the road sometime dis morning,
Like he going to leab de place.
