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Way down on de old plantation
Dah’s where I was born,
I used to beat de whole creation
Hoein in de corn;
Oh! den I work and den I sing
So happy all de day,
Till Angelina Baker came
And stole my heart away.

We (C)are a band of (F)brothers and (C)native to the (G)soil,
(C)Fighting for the (F)property we (C)gained by (G)honest (C)toil;
(Alterntively: (C)Fighting for the (F)Liberty, with (C)treasure, (G)blood and (C)toil;)
And (C)when our rights were (F)threatened, the (C)cry rose near and (G)far,
"Hu(C)rrah for the (F)Bonnie Blue (C)Flag that bears a (G)single (C)star!"

Chorus
Hu(C)rrah! Hu(G)rrah! For (F)Southern rights hu(C)rrah!

Buffalo Gal
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As I was walking down the street,
Down the street, down the street,
A handsome gal I chanced to meet,
Oh, she was fair to view.

O, I wish I was in the land of cotton
Old times there are not forgotten
Look away! Look away!
Look away! Dixie Land.

In Dixie Land where I was born in
Early on one frosty mornin'
Look away! Look away!

We're the boys who went around McClellian,
Went around McClellian, went around McClellian!
We're the boys who went around McClellian,
Bully boys, hey! Bully boys, ho!

CHORUS:
If you want to have a good time, jine the cavalry!
Jine the cavalry! Jine the cavalry!

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We're the boys who went around McClellian,
Went around McClellian, went around McClellian!
We're the boys who went around McClellian,
Bully boys, hey! Bully boys, ho!

CHORUS:

The sun shines bright in the old Kentucky home;
'Tis summer, the darkeys are gay;
The corn-top's ripe, and the meadow's in the bloom,
While the birds make music all the day.
The young folks roll on the little cabin floor,
All merry, all happy and bright;
By-'n'-by hard times comes a-knocking at the door:--
Then my old Kentucky home, good-night!

Oh I come from Alabama with a banjo on my knee,
I'm going to Louisiana, my true love for to see
It rained all night the day I left, the weather it was dry
The sun so hot I froze to death; Susanna, don't you cry.

Oh, Susanna, don't you cry for me
For I come from Alabama,
With my banjo on my knee.

O, I'm a good old Rebel,
Now that's just what I am,
For this "Fair Land of Freedom"
I do not care at all;

I'm glad I fit against it --
I only wish we'd won,
And I don't want no pardon

/!--The traditional lyrics are arranged in four verses:--/
I came from Alabama, Wid a banjo on my knee,
I'm gwyne to Louisiana, My true love for to see.
It rain'd all night the day I left, The weather it was dry,
The sun so hot I froze to death; Susanna, don't you cry.
Chorus:
Oh! Susanna, Oh don't you cry for me,
cos' I've come from Alabama, Wid my banjo on my knee

I've traveled all over this world,
And now to another I go.
And I know that good quarters are waiting
To welcome old Rosin the Beau.

To welcome old Rosin the Beau. (x2)
And I know that good quarters are waiting
To welcome old Rosin the Beau.

1. Away from Mississippi's vale,
With my ol' hat there for a sail,
I crossed upon a cotton bale
To Rose of Alabamy.

chorus:
Oh brown Rosie,
Rose of Alabamy!

(Traditional)

I'll place my knapsack on my back,
My rifle on my shoulder,
I'll march away to the firing line,
And kill that Yankee soldier,
And kill that Yankee soldier,
I'll march away to the firing line,

OLE ZIP COON

G.W. Dixon - ca. 1835
Fiddlin' Doc Roberts

(3x) O ole Zip Coon he is a larned skoler,
Sings posum up a gum tree an conny in a holler.
(3x) Posum up a gum tree, coonny on a stump,