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 11 Den dis Niger sing so fine, As de fat on de pot him see, Pork, cheese an' a pie in brine, Am jest de ting for me. A night by de galley fire, &c Like a cat wid no tail I pine, For what him neber seen, Oh! de pig in de boiling brine, Am just de ting for him. A night by de galley fire, When de copper am steaming free: Dis Nigger him so admire, 'Tis zacly thing for me.

GOING OBER DE MOUNTAINS. A bery long time in a snug ole brake, Dere lib a Nig, dey call him big Jack, Dey serb him wrong which war not right, Dis song he sing from morn to night. Ra Ro my true lub, Do cum my Dinah darlin', Fare you well my own dear lub, I am goin' ober de mountain. Ole Nig, into trouble get, No dollar left to pay de debt,-- So den dey cum to him ole brake An out of him hut dey tore old Jack. Ra Ro my true lub, &c. Oh, Dinah, lub, do cum wid me, Ober de mountain, ober de sea, Yes dear Jack so saddle your "hack” An' den we both jump on him back. Ra Ro my true lub, &c. Oh, sich a horse you neber see ! Wid a broken neck and a winded knee;