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 Brown skin Cora From way down Dixie way Came up North But did not want to stay Old man trouble -- That's how she felt Was landing blows Below the belt So she sighed and shook her head And this is what she said:

I want my good old chiken and stuff Um - um - um I know I never got enough Um - um - um I want chicken good and brown With lots of gravy flowing round and round Um - um - um Oh, wish my daddy would send for me Buy me a ticket on the old I.C. For the sunshine of his kiss Is another thing I miss.