Poor Old Slave The poor old slave has gone to rest We know that he is free. His bones, they lie, disturb them nay. Way down in Tennessee. The poor, poor old slave, slave has gone, gone, to rest, rest We know, know that he, he is free, free, free His bones, bones, they lie, lie dis-turb, -turb them nay, nay Way down, down in Tenn-, Tennessee, see, see The pop-poor old slop-slave has gop-gone to rop-rest We knop-know that hop-he is free, free, free His bop-bones they lop-lie dis-top-turb them nop-nay Way dop-down in Top-Tennesee, see see. The piggily-poor old sliggily-slave has giggily-gone to riggily-rest We kniggily-know that higgily-he is free, free, free His biggily-bones they liggily-lie dis-tiggily-turb them niggily-nay Way diggily-down in Tiggily-Tennessee, see, see. SOF
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