with the mustache on his face?
Go along the road sometime this morning
like he's going to leave the place.
He's seen the smoke way up the river
where the Lincoln gunboats lay.
He took his hat and he left very sudden
and I suspect he's run away.
the dark is day, ho, ho, ho, ho.
It must be now that the kingdom am I
coming in the year of Ju bilaw.
and he weighs three hundred pound.
he couldn't pay the tailor,
and it won't go halfway round.
that they call him the captain,
and he gets so dreadful tan.
Well, I spec' he'll try and
for to think he's contraband.
It must be now that the King to Mam
will come in the year of Jubalore.
The darkies get so lonesome
living in the log house on the lawn,
That they move their things
to the Mass's parlour -board
to keep them while he's gone.
There's wine and cider in the kitchen
and the darkies they'll have some.
But expect it'll all be confiscated
when the Lincoln soldiers come.
dee -dah, dee -say -ho -ho,
It must be now that the kingdom
am I comin' in the year of Ju bilaw.
The overseer made us trouble
and he drove us round a spell,
So we locked him up in the
with the key thrown in the well.
The whip is lost, the handcuffs broke,
but the master'll have his pay.
He's old enough, big enough,
he ought to know better than
Deep dark he stay, ho, ho, ho, ho!
It must be now that the Kingdom
am I coming in the year of Ju bilaw.
