Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1895-06-06

Bully for you, BullN for You'll
Your turns coming some other day,
Bully for youl Bully for yuui
Every popular tune in vogue was appro.
priated that suited the passing within Of
the merry soldiers. "Oh, Dear What Can
the Matter Be!""Nive l'Amour, we
Won't Go Home Till Morning, " Such u
Climbing U Stairs, Philadelphia Gals
Won't Sou Come Out Tonight" Shoe
Fly, ""Old Uncle Ned and a score of
others are members of this family, Hero
Is one OF the favorites sung to the tune Of
"The Low Back Car, by Miles Q 'Reilly:
sAMBo AS A SOLDIER.
Some tell us it is a burning shame
To make the naygurs fight
And that the trade of being kilt
Belongs to but tho white.
But as tor me, upon my sowl,
So liberal are we here
I'll let Sambo be murthrvcd i'll place OF
myself
On every day in the year.
CHORUS.
On every day in the year, boys,
And every hour i'll the day,
The right to be kilt III divide with him,
And divll y word III say,
The men who object to Sambo
Should take his place and fight,
And it's better TO have naygur's hue
Thar liver that 5 wake and white.
Though Samhos black as the ace of spades
His fingers a thrigger can pull,
And his eye runs straight on the barrel
sights
From under his thatch of wool
CHORUS.
So hear mo all. boys darlngs,
Don't think I'm tipping YOU chat,
The right to be kilt III divide wild him.
And give him the largest half.
"The Year Of Jubilee" was an especial
fayorite and many a time has boguiled the
boys on their march:
THE YEAR OF JUBILEE.
Say, darlties. hab YOU seen dc massa,
Wild de muffstash in his face,
Go long de road some time dis mornin
Like he's gwine to leave de place?
He seen do smoke way up de ribber,
Where dc Lincum gunboats lay;
He took his hat an he lef' berry sudden.
An specs he ruined away.
De massa rum ha, hal
De darby stay, no, no!
1t must be now de kingdom comm
An de var OBJ jubilo.
He's six foot one way. two foot tudder.
An he weighs tree hundred poun;
His coat so big he couldn't pay de tailor
An it won't reach half way roun
He drills SO much dey calls him cap'n,
An he gifts so mighty tanned,
specs he'll try to fool dem Yankees
For to t'ink he's cont raband.
De darkies got so lonesome libbin
In de log hut on de lawn
Dey moved dere tings i'll de massa's parloI
For to keep it while he gone.
Oars Wine an cider in de kitchen,
An dc darkies dey hab some.
specs it will all be fscated
When de Lincum sojers come,
De oberseer, he make us trouble,
An he dribes us roun u spell
We lock him up in the Smokehouse cellar
Wild dc key flung in de well.
De whip is lost, de han cuff broke,
But de massa hab his ray.
He's big an ole enough for to know better
Dan to went an run away,
OLD SHADY.
oh, yah, yah, darkies, laugh wild me,
"ur de white folks say Ole Shady's free,
: 0 don't you see dat de jubilee
Is a .coming, coming-Hail mighty day
CHORUS.
Den away, away, fur can wait any longer
Hooray, hooray, I'm going home!
Oh, mass got scared and so did his lady.
Dis chile breaks fur Ole Uncle Ably;
"Open de gates, out here's Ole Shady
Accounting coming''-Hail mighty dayl
Goodby, Mass JEFF, goodby Mis'r Stephens,
'Scuse dis nggah fur takin his lcavins,
Spect purity soon you'll hear Uncle Abrams
Coming, coming-Hail mighty day
Goodby, hard work, wild never any pay.
lie a-gwine up north whore de good folks say
Dat white wheat bread and n dollar day
Are coming, coming-Hail mighty day
Oh, I've got wife and I've got a baby,
Livin up yonder in Lower Canady,
Won't dey laugh when dey see Ole Shady
A-coming, coming-Hail mighty day!