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��ANGEL GABRIEL.

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��1. Oli! my soul, my soul am a gwine for to rest, In de arms of de an - gel Ga-bri -el; And I

2 Oil! my soul, my soul am a gwine for to rest.Gwine to rest just assure as I am born; And I'll

3. Oli ! I sha'n't weep wben I'm gwine for to leave, So I'll pack up my band-box and I'll go ; And my

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���climb on a hill and I look to de west,And I cross o - ver Jordan to de Lam'; And I'll

look like a black -bird a sitt'n on a rest, When old Ga - bri'l am blowing on dehorn; And I'll

breth - ren, oh! hark- en, and don't ev - er grieve.For I'm gwine up toglo-ry ve-ry slow; And I'll

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sit me down in de old arm-chair. Oh! brud - ders,

leave my clothes safe up - on de shore, For I'll have new

eat my meals, yes.three times a day, Oh ! you bet your

��I will nev - er tire ; And old

garments for to wear; And I'll

life I wont be late; And I'll

���Sa - tan may sneeze.but I will take my ease, And I'll warm myself at the ho - ly fire,

have bran new shoes.andnev - er get the blues.And de an -gels dey will come and curl my hair, have lots of fun, when you,my brethren.come.For I'm gwine to take de tick - ets at de gate.

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