Round de meadows am a ringing De darkies' mournful song, While de mocking birds am singing Happy as de day is long; While de ivy am a creeping O'er de mossy mound, Dere de ole man am a sleeping, Sleeping in de cold, cold ground. @3Chorus@1 Down in de corn fields Hear dat mournful sound, All de darkies am a weeping, Massa's in de cold, cold ground. Massa make de darkies love him, 'Cause he was so kind, Now dey sadly weep above him, Mourning 'cause he leave dem behind; I cannot work before to-morrow, 'Cause de tear drops flow, I try to drive away my sorrow. Playing on de ole banjo. Down in de corn fields, etc. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SATIRES OF CIRCUMSTANCE: 11. IN THE RESTAURANT by THOMAS HARDY A CELEBRATION OF CHARIS: 4. HER TRIUMPH by BEN JONSON ON ENGLISH MONSIEUR by BEN JONSON THE AUTHOR'S EPITAPH, MADE BY HIMSELF by WALTER RALEIGH BUCOLIC COMEDY: EN FAMILLE by EDITH SITWELL |