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198 UTVITED STATES
I flptter'd the terrible lightning's L'e,
Out bellow'd the booming thunder;
In wantonness set Olympus on lire.
And rent its rocks asunder.
I threw a somerset over the moon.
And fell on the Catholic spire,
On Sycamore street, last Fridcty at noon.
Now—what will you lay I'm a Ihir 1
Jim Cro^v.
Listen all you galls and boys, I'm just from Tuckyhoc,
I'm going to sing a little song, my name's Jim Crow.
Weel about and turn about and do jis so,
Eb'ry time I weel about I jump Jim Crow.
Pra a rorer on de fiddle, an down in ole Verginny,
Dey say Iplay deski-en-tific, like massa Pag-gan ninny.
Weel atout, &c
I am a peeler on my legs, I dance de gal-lop-pade.
An wen I done, I rest my head on de shobblc, hoe, or
spade.
Weel about, &c.
I met Miss Dinah Scrub une day, I gib her sich a buss,
An den she turn an slip my feke, an make a mity fuss
Weel about, &c.
I went ilown de ribbcr, I 'didn't mean to stay.
But dar de galls dey charm me so I can't get away.
Weel about, &c
An den I kast de sheep's eye, so dey all fell in lub,
I pik do choos, amung dem dar, 'tvvab Misse Dinah
Scrub.
Weel about, &c.