Bluegrass Messengers

I. Bahama Songs

I. SONGS

I. I LOOKED O'ER YANDER

I looked o'er yander; what I see?
Somebody 's dying ev'ry day.
See bright angels standing dere,
Somebody 's dying ev'ry day.

CHORUS: Ev'ry day, passin' avay,
Ev'ry day, passin' avay,
Ev'ry day, passin' avay,
Somebody's dying ev'ry day.

Hell is deep, an' dark as 'spair,
Somebody 's dying ev'ry day.
Stop, O sinne' don' go dere,
Somebody's dying ev'ry day. Cho.

Satin farred* 'is ball at me,
Somebody's dying ev'ry day.
'Is ball had missed an' dropped in hell,
Somebody's dying ev'ry day. Cho.

I looked on mi han's; mi han's looked new,
Somebody's dying ev'ry day.
I looked on mi feet; mi feet looked new,
Somebody's dying ev'ry day. Cho.

O come along, Moses, don' git lost!
Somebody's dying ev'ry day.
Stretch you' rod an' come acrost,
Somebody's dying ev'ry day.

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II. LORD, I WISH I COULD PRAY

Lord, I wish I could pray like Daniel pray;
Lord, I wish I could pray like Dan'l pray;
Lord, I wish I, Lord, I wish I,
Lord, I wish I could pray like Dan'l pray.

Go Gabrul, go soun' de trumpet now;
Go Gabrul, go soun' de trumpet now;
Go Gabrul, go Gabrul,
Go Gabrul, go soun' de trumpet now.

Lord, I wish I was in Heaving to-day;
Lord, I wish I was in Heaving to-day;
Lord, I wish I, Lord, I wish I,
Lord, I wish I was in Heaving to-day.

Lord, I wish I had wings like an angel's wing;
Lord, I wish I had wings like an angel's wing;
Lord, I wish I, Lord, I wish I,
Lord, I wish I had wings like an angel's wing.

III. HAIL! KING OF THE JEWS

[1. In this and the following songs where only one stanza is given, others are extemporized by the singers.]

Hail! King of the Jews,
Hail! Star of de Eas'.
I'm com-in' to worship thee,
Yes, it was Jesus my Lord.

He 's bin down hyere, he went up a -gain,
Yes, it was Jesus my Lord.
He went up again, an' He come no more,
Yes, it was Jesus my Lord.

IV. DIDN'T IT RAIN, MY ELDER

Didn't it rain, my elder,
Didn't it rain, good Lord,
Didn't it rain forty days.

CHORUS: Forty days an' forty nights,
Lord, didn't it rain forty days

Didn't it rain. Great Sestern,
Didn't it rain to Key West too.
Didn't it rain forty days. Cho.

Didn't it rain, my Leader,
Didn't it rain to Rocky Bay too.
Didn't it rain forty days. Cho.

V. GIT ON BOARD

Git on board, little childrun,
Git on bo'd, little childrun,
Git on bo'd, little childrun,
It 's room fah many a mo'-o.
Says Noah, Enoch, an' Elijah,
LfOrd, and all the Prophets too.
No second class on bo'd de train,
No diffren' in de fa-are. Cho.

Git on bo'd, ye swearers,

Git on bo'd, rum drinkers.

Git on bo'd, backsliders.

There 's room fah many a mo'-o.

The Gospel sails are histed.

King Jesus is de crew.

Bright angels is de captain, Lawd,

An' what 's a heavenly crew. Cho.

VI. WHO BUILT DE ARK?

The first thing that No ah did, '£ frame de ark right thro',

The second thing that Noah did, '£ plank de ark right thro'.

VII BEAUTIFUL STA'H

Beau- ti - ful sta'h, sta'h, sta'h!
Beauti- f ul sta'h,bright mahnin' sta'h.
Beau-ti * ful

sta'hySta'h,8ta'h,good Lawd,a sta'h in der East Al- tho' you see me go long so,
Sta'h in de East, I have my tri -ahls here be • low,The sta'h in de East

VIII. GO DOWN, MOSES.

Go down, Mo - ses, hoi' de key, Don' let de vwin' bio' on de right - eous. Hey I Hey I Hey, my soaL

Go down, Moses, hoi' de key,
Don' let de vwin' bio' on de righteous.
Hey ! Hey ! Hey, my soul.

Hey ! come a fish by the name of vw'ale.
Swallowed brothe' Jonah by the head an' tail-a.
Hey I Hey ! Hey, my soul.

You want to g^ to heaven vw 'en you die.
Jus' stop you' tongue from telling them lies.
Hey I Hey ! Hey, my soul.

IX. DEAR SISTER, YI FEET STRIKE ZION.

Dear sister, yi feet strike Zi - on, The lamps are lit - ted on yon, I

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bid ole 'ell a long fahr-well|The lamps are lit - ted on you. Love is the way,

Love is the way, Is the way to get to 'ev - mi, By faXxh. and hmnble pray'r.

(With Dear brother, father, uncle, mother, etc., verses are made mitil all of the family and friends
are brought in.)

Love 6ro'i de Savyi down.

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X. LOVE BRO'T DE SAVYE' DOWN.

Love,]ove4ove bro't de Savye' down,Love4ove4ove fah me.Take a lit-tle peep o - ve'

ItSxvf^ wall, Love fah me. See them sinners when they rise an' fall,LfOve &ih me.

Chorus. Love, love, etc.

Take a little peep ove' Jeffrey's wall,

Love fah me.
See them sinners when they rise an' fall,

Love fah me. Cho.

Chorus.

Raid get wet with de midnight dew.

Love fah me,
The mahnin' star was a witness too.

Love fah me. Cho.

Chorus.

Satin fi'ed 'is ball at me.

Love fah me,
'Is ball vwent misst, an' drapped in hell.

Love fah me. Cho.

XI. WHEN DE MOON WENT DOWN.

When de moon went down in purple stream,

Purple stream,
When de sta's refused to shine,
When ev'ry sta' dat disappeah,

King Jesus will be mine.

When de sun went down in purple stream,

Purple stream.
When de sta's refused to shine,
When ev'ry sta' dat disappeah,

King Jesus will be mine.

XII, JESUS HEAL' THE SICK.

Je - sus heal' the sick, gave sight to the blind, An' 'e made the

crip • pie to walk an' talk. '£ roll the stone from o - ver the

grave, An' 'e gave them com • mish- on to fly. Bow low. An' 'e

gave them com- mish - un to fly, Bro - the* Lass' -rass. An* *e

gave them com- mish - un to fly, Si - mon Pe - ter. An' 'e

gave them commish-un to fly, An' *e gave them conmiish - un to fly.

XIII. O! LOOK-A DEATH.

I. OI look- a death, it stole my moth - er a - way.

look - a death, it stole my moth • er way.

£f you get there be - fore I do» It stole my moth - er a - way ;

Tell my Lawd I 'm on the way. It stole my moth - er a - way ;

Ja - cob's lad - der mus* be long, It stole my moth - er a - way;

The an - gels walk from 'ev - un down, It stole my moth-er a - way.

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Chorus. O ! look-a death, etc.

Ef you get there before I do,

It stole my mother away ;
Tell my Lawd I 'm on the way,

It stole my mother away ;
Jacob's ladder mus* be long,

It stole my mother away ;
The angels walk from *evun down.

It stole my mother away. Cho.

Chorus.

If I 'd-a died when I was young,

It stole my mother away ;
I would not have this race to run,

It stole my mother away ;
Now all my trials 'ere below,

It stole my mother away ;
An' when in 'evin we shall appear.

It stole my mother away. Cho.

Chorus.

Come 'long, Moses, don' get doubt,
It stole my mother away ;

/ thoH I saw my BrotIu\

If you get doubt you will be los',
It stole my mother away ;

Mary weep, an' Martha mourn,
It stole my mother away ;

It won' be long before I go,
It stole my mother away. Cho.

XIV. I THO'T I SAW MY BROTHE'.

I tho*t I saw my bro - the* When *e en- ter*d in - to the bright

Idng-doxDyWhen 'e put-a on Ms long white robe,An' it fit 'im wer - y vwell.

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put-a on a star - ry crown, An* it fit 'im wer - y vwell.

I tho't I saw my brothe'
When 'e enter'd into the bright kingdom,
When 'e put-a on 'is long white robe,
An' it fit 'im wery vwell. Cho.

Swing me chariot ; swing me,
All-a my trials with me,
Put-a on de long white robe.

An' it fit him very vwell. Cho.

Bahama Songs and Stories.

XV.

EV'RYBODY WANTS TO KNOW.

Kv '*Ty • bod -y wants to know, mi Lawd, How I died, how I died.

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how I died; £v - '17 - bod -y wants to know, mi Lawd»how I died; £y - *ry •

bod - y wants to know how I died. Car - ry my bod - y to the

grave - yard, grave-yard, grave-yard, Car - ry then my bod - y to the

grave - yard, Ev - *ry - bod - y wants to know how I died.

Ev'rybody wants to know, mi Lawd,

How I died, how I died, how I died ;

Everybody wants to know, mi Lawd, how I died ;

Everybody wants to know how I died.

Carry my body to the grave-yard, g^ave-yard, grave-yard,

Carry then my body to the grave-yard.

Everybody wants to know how I died.

Everybody wants to know, mi Lawd,

How I died, how I died, how I died ;

Everybody wants to know, mi Lawd, how I died ;

Everybody wants to know, how I died.

Carry my brother to the grave-yard, grave-yard, grave-yard,

Carry then my brother to the grave-yard.

Everybody wants to know how I died.

Ev^ry Day be Sunday.

XVI.

EV'RY DAY BE SUNDAY.

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Good mahn-in' brether - en, how you do ? Ev - *ry day be Sun-day by an' by ;
An* how are you, an* I am well, Ev - *ry day be Sun-day by an' by.

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ing, shine now ; Ev - 'ry day be Sun - day by an* by.

Good mahnin' bretheren, how you do ?

Ev'ry day be Sunday by an' by ;
An' how are you, an* I am well,

Ev'ry day be Sunday by an' by.
Crying, shine now ;

Ev'ry day be Sunday by and by.

Come along, sister, don* get los',

Ev'ry day be Sunday by an' by ;
Jes' stretch your rod an' come across,

Ev'ry day be Sunday by an' by.
Crying, shine now ;

Ev'ry day be Sunday by an' by.

I spoke to Moses on the sea,

Ev'ry day be Sunday by an' by ;
Jes' stretch your rod an' come across,

Ev'ry day be Sunday by an' by.
Crying, shine now ;

Ev'ry day be Sunday by an' by.

I spoke to Peter on the sea,

Ev'ry day be Sunday by an' by ;
He left 'is net an' foUer me,

Ev'ry day be Sunday by an' by.
Crying, shine now ;

Ev'ry day be Sunday by an' by.

Bahama Songs and Stories.

XVII.

GOOD NEWS IN THE KINGDOM.

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Good news in the kin'-dom, An' I won' die no mo', mi lead-er;

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The Ro - man sol - dier pierced my Lawd,An' I won' die no mo' ;They

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pierced 'im to 'is ten - der side, An' I won' die no mo*.

Chorus. Good news, etc.

The Roman soldier pierced my Lawd,

An' I won' die no mo' ;
They pierced 'im to 'is tender side,

An* I won' die no mo'. Cho.

Chorus.

I sahr Kin' Peter on the sea,

An' I won' die no mo' ;
'E left 'is net an' foller'd me,

An' I won* die no mo'. Cho.

Chorus.

Come on, Moses, don' get doubt.

An' I won' die no mo' ;
Stretch your rod an' come across.

An' I won' die no mo'. Cho.

Chorus.

I do believe wi-rout I doubt.

An' I won' die no mo'.
The Christians has a right to shout.

An' I won' die no mo'. Cho.

Dig my Grave Long atC Narrow.

Chorus.

I heard sich a ramblin' in the sky,

An' I won* die no mo' ;
I thought my Lawd was passin' by,

An' I won* die no mo'. Cho.

XVIII.
DIG MY GRAVE LONG AN' NARROW.

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Dig my grave long an' nar-row,Make my cof - fin long and strong.

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Bright an - gels to my feet, Bright an - gels to my head,Bright

an - gels to car-ry me when I die. Oh 1 mi lit-tle soul goin' shine,shine,

Oh I mi lit - tie soul goin* shine like a stahr, Oh 1 mi lit - tie soul goin'

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shine like a stahr, good Lawd, I'm bound to 'evin at rest

Bahama Songs and Stories.

XIX.
I WISH I COULD PRAY.

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I wish I could pray like Ma - ry Mahg - 'a - lene, I

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wish I could pray like Ma -ry Mahg*a -lene ; I wish I could pray,Lawd,I

wish I could pray,Lawd,I wish I could pray,Lawd,like Mary Mahg-'a-lene.

I wish I could pray like Mary Mahg^'alene,
I wish I could pray like Mary Mahgf alene ;

I wish I could pray, Lawd,

I wish I could pray, Lawd,
I wish I could pray, Lawd, like Mary Mahg'alene.

Teach me the way like Mary Mahg^'alene,
Teach me the way like Mary Mahg'alene ;

Teach me the way, Lawd,

Teach me the way, Lawd,
Teach me the way, Lawd, like Mary Mahg'alene*

Anybody here like Mary Mahg'alene,
Anybody here like Mary Mahg'alene ;

Anybody here, Lawd,

Anybody here, Lawd,
Anybody here, Lawd, like Mary Mahgf alene.

Cast out seven devils like Mary Mahg^'alene,
Cast out seven devils like Mary Mahg^alene ;

Cast out seven devils, Lawd, \

Cast out seven devils, Lawd,
Cast out seven devils, Lawd, like Mary Mahg'alene.

Dofit you feel the Fire a-bumitC,

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DON'T YOU FEEL THE FIRE A-BURNIN'.

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Don't you feel the fire a - bum • in', You feel the fire a- bum - in*, You

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feel the fire a - bura - in', So pre - dous to your soul ?

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pre - cious to your soul. My broth-er, you feel the fire a - bum - in*, You

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pre-cious to your soul. Rise an' give to glo - ry, Shout Hal-le - lu - iah,

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Rise an* give to glo - ry, So pre - cious to your soul.

( All verses are alike except for the substitution of the names of the other relations, leaders, min-
isters, etc., etc, in the place of brother.)

Bahama Songs and Stories.

XXI.

OPON DE ROCK.

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Bin-a on de rock, says,wait-in' for rain. Bro-the' An-drew,whey you

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bin when de dry wea- the' come? Bin on de rock, says,

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wait • in' for rain. Op - on de rock Dp - on de rock.

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Dp - on de rock, let de wat - er run out. Dp - on de rock.

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Dp - on de rock, Dp - on de rock of a - ges.

Turn Back arU Pray.

XXII.
TURN BACK AN' PRAY.

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Pray, lead - cr, pray; why don't you pray? Oh I the

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Go down to the foun-tain if you dry, Turnback an* pray; An'

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there you 11 drink your full sup - ply, Turn back an* pray.

Chorus. Pray, leader, pray, etc.

Go down to the fountain if you dry,

Turn back an' pray ;
An* there you'll drink your full supply.

Turn back an' pray. Cho.

Chorus.

I was a mourner jus' like you.

Turn back an' pray ;
Oh I did n't I mourn till I get through,

Turn back an' pray. Cho.

Chorus.

Oh I the tallest tree in Paradise,

Turn back an' pray ;
Them Christians calls it "Tree of Life,**

Turn back an' pray. Cho.

Chorus.

Hark I Hark I I heard 'im groan.

Turn back an' pray ;
I heard 'im groan those pitiful groans.

Turn back an' pray. Cho.

Bafutma Songs and Stories.

Chorus.

Mary weep an' Martha mourn,

Turn back and pray ;
Yes I my Lawd was crucified,

Turn back an' pray. Cho.

XXIII.

COME OUT THE WILDERNESS.

Moth- er, for your soul's sake, Come out the wil -der- ness,

Come out the wil - der - ness, Come out the wil - der - ness ;

Moth - er, for your soul's sake, Come out the wil - der • ness,

Talk - in' a • bout the Lawd. Bin a long time a

talk-in"bout the Lawd! Bin a longtime a- talk-in"bout the Lawdl
( A number of verses formed with brother, sister, etc.)

Um Died once to Die no Mo\

XXIV. UM DIED ONCE TO DIE NO MO',

Um died once to die no mo', Ah, . . . .

died once to die no mo', Um bin on the se - cret prayer.

Um died once to die no mo'

Ah-a-a,
Um died once to die no mo\
Um bin on the secret prayer.

My mother, sence I saw you last,

Ah-a-a,
My mother, sence I saw you last,
Um bin on the secret prayer.

Um bin down an' view the cross,

Ah-a-a,
Um bin down an' view the cross,
Um bin on the secret prayer.

Goin' to walk an' talk with the angels, Lawd,

Ah-a-a,
Goin' to walk an' talk with the angels, Lawd,
Um bin on the secret prayer.

Um bin down to Jacob's well,

Ah-a-a,
Um bin down to Jacob's well,
Um bin on the secret prayer.

Bin an' drink the living springs,

Ah-a-a,
Bin an' drink the living springs,
Um bin on the secret prayer.

Dear father, sence I sahr you las',
Ah-a-a,

Dear father, sence I sahr you las',
Um bin on the secret prayer.

I'll shout my way to 'eaven, Lawd,

Ah-a-a,
I '11 shout my way to 'eaven, Lawd,
Um bin on the secret prayer.

XXV. THE-R HEAVEN BELLS ARE RINGIN'.

The-r heav - en bells are ring - in*, Arch - an - gels are sing - in*;

The-r heav - en bells are ring - in*, In de mah - nin*.

Oh come my dear - es' sis • ter. An* don* you wan' to go, To

sit long side a Je • sus, An* don* you wan' to go ?

( Any number of verses may be made by substituting the words "mother," ** father," etc., for
"sister "in the above.)

Do you Live by Prayer,

XXVI. JESUS BIN HYERE.

Je - 8US bin hyere, bin hyere ; Bless my soul, an'

Je - sus bin hyere, bin hyere. Oh de Lawd pass by.

XXVII. DO YOU LIVE BY PRAYER?

Do you live by prayer ?Do you live by prayer ? Oh yes, I do live by prayer.

Do you live by prayer ?
Do you live by prayer ?
Oh yes, I do live by prayer.

Re-e-member me,
Re-e-member me,
Oh yes, remember me.

Have you passed here before ?
Have you passed here before ?
Oh yes, I have passed here before.

When I can read
My title clear
To mansions in the skies,
I'll bid farewell
To ev'ry fear.
An' wipe my weepin' eyes.

Then I can smile

At Satan's rage

To see a burnin' w^orld.

XXVIII. I CAN'T STAY IN EGYPT LAN'.

O sin - ne' man, how can you stan', I can • not stay in de

E - gyptla-an'; My gos - pel go - in* from sho* to sho*, I

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can't stay in E - gypt Ian*. Ca - an*t stay a - way, Ca - an*t stay a - way,

Ca - an*t stay a - way,mi Lord,Can*t stay in de £ - gypt Ian*.

sinne* man how can you stan',
I cannot stay in de Egypt Ian* ;

My gospel goin from sho' to sho',
I can't stay in Egypt Ian'. Cho.

To-morrow mornin', baptisum day ;

I cannot stay in de Egypt Ian' ;
My gospel goin' from sho* to sho',

I can't stay in Egypt Ian*. Cho.

1 looked on mi feet ; mi feet looked new,

I cannot stay in de Egypt Ian' ;
I swear by God I was runnin' too,
I can't stay in Egypt Ian'. Cho.

XXIX. NOTHIN' BUT THE RIGHTEOUS.

Noth - in' but the Right- eous shall get in the gate,

Noth -in' but the Righteous shall get in the gate, O Lawd,howlong ?

Nothin* but the Righteous shall get in the gate,
Nothin' but the Righteous shall get in the gate,
Nothin' but the Righteous shall get in the gate ;
O Lawd, how long?

Teach me the way to get in the gate.
Teach me the way to get in the gate.
Teach me the way to get in the gate ;
O Lawd, how long?

Give me the faith to get in the gate,
Give me the faith to get in the gate,
Give me the faith to get in the gate ;
O Lawd, how long?

Give me the hands for to shout that day,
Give me the hands for to shout that day.
Give me the hands for to shout that day ;
O Lawd, how long?

Nothing but the Righteous shall wear the crown,
Nothing but the Righteous shall wear the crown.
Nothing but the Righteous shall wear the crown,
O Lawd, how long?

Slip an' slide those golden streets.
Slip an' slide those golden streets.
Slip an' slide those golden streets ;
O Lawd, how long?

XXX.
DEATH WAS A LITTLE T'ING,

I^wd, Oh glo • ry Hal - le - lu - jah f Go an' serve de Lawd.
( Sing from ^ to D, S, unto the end,)

Death was a little f ing,

It go from do* to do',
Oh you take 'im in de silen' grave,

It never to rise no mo'.
Oh glory Hallelujah I

Praise ye the Lawd,
Oh glory Hallelujah I

Go an' serve de Lawd.

It is death, Hallelujah I

Praise ye de Lawd,
It is death, Hallelujah I

I 'm goin' serve de Lawd,
Pray, brother. Hallelujah !

Praise ye de Lawd.

Pray, my brother. Hallelujah !

I 'm goin' serve de Lawd,
Sing, sister. Hallelujah !

Praise ye de Lawd,
Sing, sister. Hallelujah !

I 'm goin' serve de Lawd

XXXI. MY JESUS LED ME TO THE ROCK.

My Je- sus led me to the rock; Oh my I Oh my I I

heard such a ram -blin' in the sky, I tho*t 't was my Lord comin' down.

XXXII. COM' 'LONG, BROTHER.

My broth -er, it's no par-tik-a- lar place fah you, An' I

sahr a cit- y in my new. Com* long, brother, go with me, I

sahr a cit - y in my new. Com*, go with me to the

House of God, I sahr a dt - y in my new.

My brother, it 's no partikalar place fah you,

An* I sahr a city in my new.
Com' 'long, brother, go with me,

I sahr a city in my new.
Com', go with me to the House of God,

I sahr a city in my new.

Jacob's ladde' mus* be long,
I sahr a city in my new.

Bahama Songs and Stories.

De angels shout from heavin down,
I sahr a city in my new.

Pray, my brothe', you soon be free,

I sahr a city in my new ;
Pray with the Spirit God in your soul,

I sahr a city in my new.

XXXIII. NEVER A MAN SPEAK LIKE THIS MAN.

Oh I look - a* death, look - a* death, She *s trav - Hin* thro' [the

Ian*, She *s trav* - Hin* thro* the Ian*, For I nev - e* sawhr a

man for to speak like this man. I wish ole Sa -tan would be still, I

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Chorus. Oh ! look-a' death, etc.

I wish ole Satan would be still,

I neve' sawhr a man for to speak like this man ;
And let me do my Master's will,

I neve' sawhr a man for to speak like this man. Cho.

Chorus.

I heard sich a ram'lin' in the sky,

I neve' sawhr a man for to speak like this man ;
I tho't my Lawd was passin' by,

I neve' sawhr a man for to speak like this man. Cho.

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Jacob's ladder mus' be long,

I neve' sawhr a man for to speak like this man ;
The angels shout from 'eavin down,

I neve' sawhr a man for to speak like this man. Cho.

Chorus.

I saw King Peter on the sea,

I neve' sawhr a man for to speak like this man ;
He left his net an' follow me,

I neve' sawhr a man for to speak like this man. Cho.

XXXIV. GOIN' TO RIDE ON DE CROSS.

iOh mi Je - sus ride on de cross, Goin' to ride on de

crahsy Goia' to ride on de cross, In heaven for - ev - e' mo'.

Oh mi Jesus ride on de cross,
Goin to ride on de crahs,
Goin' to ride on de cross,
In heaven foreve'mo'.

Jesus says 'e bette' than gole,
Says 'e bette' than gole.
Says 'e bette' than gole,
In heaven foreve'mo'.

XXXV. DON'T YOU WEEP AFTER ME.

When um dead atn' bur - ied, Don't you weep af - ter me;

When um dead an' bur • ied, Don't you weep af • ter me ;

When um dead an' bur - ied, Don't you weep af ter

me, For I don' want you to weep af • ter me.

When um dead an' buried,

Don't you weep after me ;
When um dead an' buried,

Don't you weep after me,
For I don' want you to weep after me.

Sailin' on the ocean.

Don't you weep after me ;
Sailin' on the ocean,

Don't you weep after me,
For I don' want you to weep after me.

In the old ship of Zion,

Don't you weep after me ;
In the old ship of Zion,

Don't you weep after me.
For I don' want you to weep after me.

DofCt you Weep after Me. 53

Kin' Peter is the capt'in,

Don't you weep after me ;
Kin' Peter is the capf in,

Don't you weep after me ;
Kin' Peter is the capt'in,

Don't you weep after me,
For I don' want you to weep after me.

Bright angels is the sailors,

Don't you weep after me ;
Bright angels is the sailors,

Don't you weep after me.
For I don' want you to weep after me.

You poor distressed sinners,

Don't you weep after me ;
You poor distressed sinners.

Don't you weep after me,
For I don' want you to weep after me.

Oh, look-a' Mary,

Don't you weep after me ;
Oh, look-a' Mary,

Don't you weep after me ;
Oh, look-a' Mary,
. Don't you weep after me.
For I don' want you to weep aft«r me.

She 's lookin' over Jordun,

Don't you weep after me ;
She 's lookin' over Jordun,

Don't you weep after me,
For I don' want you to weep after me.

Oh, look-a' Martha,

Don't you weep after me ;
Oh, look-a' Martha,

Don't you weep after me ;

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Oh, look-a' Martha,

Don't you weep after me,
For I don' want you to weep after me.

Oh, run along my friends,
Don't you weep after me ;

Oh, run along my friends.
Don't you weep after me.

For I don' want you to weep after me.

Tell my Lawd I'm coming.
Don't you weep after me ;

Tell my Lawd I'm coming,
Don't you weep after me.

For I don' want you to weep after me.

(There seems to be no end to the verses of this song.).

XXXVI. OH! WE ALL GOT RELIGION.

My fa - the*, where war you? My fa- the*, where war you? My

fa - the*, where war you, When my good Lawd was there?
Chorus.

Oh I we all got re - li- gion in that day, in that day, in that day ; OhI we

all got re - li - gion in that day. Wait on, the trump shall sound.

My fathe', where war you ?
My fathe', where war you ?
My fathe', where war you.
When my good Lawd was there ?

Cho.

My mothe', where war you?
My mothe', where war you?
My mothe', where war you,
When my good Lawd was there ?

My brothe', where war you?
My brothe', where war you?
My brothe', where war you.
When my good Lawd was there ?

You swearers, where war you ?
You swearers, where war you ?
You swearers, where war you.
When my good Lawd was there ?

You drunkards, where war you ?
You drunkards, where war you ?
You drunkards, where war you.
When my good Lawd was there.

Cho.

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My mourners, where war you ?
My mourners, where war you ?
My mourners, where war you.
When my good Lawd was there? Cho.

My leaders, where war you ?

My leaders, where war you, #

When my good Lawd was there? Cho.

Chorus. ( To be sung after last verse.)

Oh, the jin-i-wine religion
In that day, in that day, in that day ;
Oh, the jin-i-wine religion in that day.
Wait on, the. tnunp shall sound.

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XXXVII. I WAN' TO GO TO 'EVUN.

Give a - way, Jor - dun, Give a - way, Jor - dun, Give a - way.

Jor - dun, I wan' to go to *ev - un to see my Lawd.

look'd o - ver yan - dcr; what

see? I wan' to go to *ev - un to see my Lawd. I see bright an - gels

stand - in* there, I wan' to go to 'ev • un to see my Lawd.

Chorus. Give away, Jordun, etc.

I look'd over yander ; what I see ?

T wan' to go to 'evun to see my Lawd.
I see bright angels standin' there,

I wan' to go to 'evun to see my Lawd.

Cho.

Chorus.

The talles' tree in Par-i-dise,

I wan' to go to 'evun to see my Lawd.
The Christians call it '* Tree of Life,"

I wan' to go to 'evun to see my Lawd.

Chorus.

Jus' le' me put on mi long white robe,
I wan' to go to 'evun to see my Lawd.

I '11 march Jerusalem 'round an' 'round,
I wan' to go to 'evun to see my Lawd.

Cho.

Cho.

XXXVIII. I LONG TO SEE THAT DAY.

Roll, Jor -din, roll, Je -

- lem my hap - py ahome ;

I wish ole Sa - tan would be still, I long to see that day ; An'

let me do my Mas - ter's will, I long to see that day.

Chorus. Roll, Jordin, roll, etc.

I wish ole Satan would be still,

I long to see that day ;
An' let me do my Master's will,

I long to see that day. Cho.

Chorus.

Run up, father, before too late,

I long to see that day ;
Bfo* King Jesus shet 'is gate,

I long to see that day. Cho.

Chorus.

You knock me down, I rise agen,

I long to see that day ;
An* fight you with my fired sword,

I long to see that day. Cho.

Chorus.

or Satan's med an' I am gled,

I long to see that day ;
Because 'e misst the soul of men,

I long to see that day. Cho.

XXXIX LAWD, REMEMBER ME.

De win' bio' eas'
an' de win' bio' wes', It bio' like Judg-men' day.

O sin - ne' yon bet - ter pray, Do, Lawd, re - mem - ber me 1

Do, Lawd, re - mem - ber me I Do, Lawd, re - mem • ber me I

De win' bio' eas' an' de win' bio' wes',
It bio' like Judgmen' day. Cho.

Jacob's ladder mus' be long,

De angels shout from heavin down. Cho.

Halleluiah to de Lam',

My Lawd on de gjainin' en'. Cho.

Com' along, Mosis, don' g^t doubt,

If you git doubt you will be los*. Cho.

Mi he'd get wet wid di midnight dew,
De mahnin stah was a witniss too. Cho.

Hark ! hark I I 'ear 'em groan,

I hear 'em groan de pitiful groan. Cho.

I spoke to Pete' on de sea,

'£ left 'is net an' foliar me. Cho.

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XL.

WE'LL GIT HOME BY AND BY.

Oh I we 11 break this bread to - geth - e', Oh 1 we '11 break this bread to

geth - e'y Lawd, On the oth - e' aide of Jer - din. We 11

Chorus.

git home by an* by. Don' git wea - ry; Don' git

wea -ry, Don' git wea - ry, We'll git home by an' by.

Oh 1 we '11 break this bread togethe',

Oh ! we '11 break this bread togethe*, Lawd,

On the othe' side of Jerdin.

We *ll git home by an* by. Cho.

Oh 1 we '11 shout an' talk togethe*,

Oh 1 we '11 shout an* talk togethe', Lawd,

On the othe' side of Jerdin.

We '11 git home by an' by. Cho.

Oh I we '11 sing an' shout togethe*.

Oh I we '11 sing an' shout togethe', Lawd,

On the othe' side of Jerdin.

We '11 git home by an' by. Cho.