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 stow away huge bales of cotton, singing all the while. The song enlivened the gang and seemed to make the work much easier. The foreman often sang this ditty, the rest of the gang joining in the chorus:



At another time we would sing:

"Lift him up and carry him along, Fire, maringo, fire away; Put him down where he belongs, Fire, maringo, fire away; Ease him down and let him lay, Fire, maringo, fire away;