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DESE BONES GWINE TO RISE AGAIN by ANONYMOUS

First Line: DE LORD HE THOUGHT HE'D MAKE A MAN
Last Line: DESE BONE GWINE TO RISE AGAIN
De Lord he thought he'd make a man --
Dese bones gwine to rise again;
Made him out-a dirt an' a little bit o' sand --
Dese bones gwine to rise again.
I know it, 'deed I know it,
Dese bones gwine to rise again.
Adam was de fust he made --
He put him on de bank and lay him in de shade --
Thought He'd make a 'ooman, too --
Didn't know 'xactly what to do --
Took a rib from Adam's side --
Made Miss Eve for to be his bride --
Put 'em in a gyarden, rich and fair --
Tol' 'em dey might eat whatever wuz dere --
But to one tree dey mus' not go --
Mus' leave de apples dere to grow --
Ol' Miss Eve come walkin' round --
Spied a tree all loaded down --
Sarpint quoiled around a chunk --
At Miss Eve his eye he wunk --
Firs' she took a little pull --
Den she fill her apron full --
Den Adam took a little slice --
Smack his lips an' say 'twas nice --
De Lord he come a-wanderin' roun' --
Spied dem peelin's on de groun' --
De Lord he speaks wid a monstrus voice --
Shuck dis ol' worl' to its ve'y joists --
"Adam, Adam, where art thou?'
Heah, Marse Lord, Ise a-comin' now.'
"Stole my apples, I believe?'
"No, Marse Lord, but I spec' it wuz Eve.'
De Lord he riz up in his wrath --
Told 'em, "Yo' beat it down de path.'
"Out o' dis gyarden you mus' git.
"Earn yo' living by yo' sweat.
He put an angel at de do' --
Tol' 'em not to never come dere no mo' --
Ob dis tale dere ain' no mo' --
Dese bones gwine to rise again.
Eve eat de apple, gib Adam de co' --
Dese bones gwine to rise again.
I know it, 'deed I know it,
Dese bones gwine to rise again.




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