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Oh, de good ole chariot swing so low,

Good ole chariot, swing so low,

Oh, de good ole chariot swing so low,

I don't want to leave me behind.

Oh, de good ole chariot will take us all home.

Good ole chariot take us all home,

Oh, de good ole chariot will take us all home,

I don't want to leave me behind.

Oh, swing low, sweet chariót," &c.

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Say, darkeys, hab you seen de massa

Wid de mufstash on his face.

Go 'long de road some time dis mornin'.

Like he gwine to leab de place?

He seen a smoke, way up de ribber,

Whar de Linkum gunboats lay;

He took his hat, and lef' berry sudden,

An' I spec he's run away!

De massa run! ha-ha!

De darkey stay! ho-ho!

It mus' be now de kingdom comin',

An' de year ob jubilo.