主人は冷たい土の中に
主人は冷たい土の中に
Massa's in De Cold Ground
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Round de meadows am a ringing,
De darkey's mournful song,
While de mocking bird am singing,
Happy as de day am long.
Where de ivy am a-creeping,
O'er de grassy mound,
Dare old massa am a-sleeping,
Sleeping in de cold, cold ground.
Chorus:
Down in de corn field,
Hear dat mournful sound,
All de darkey's am a-weeping,
Massa's in de cold, cold ground.
When de autumn leaves were falling,
When de days were cold,
'Twas hard to hear old massa calling,
Cause he was so weak and old.
Now de orange tree am blooming,
On de sandy shore,
Now de summer days am coming,
Massa nebber calls no more.
Chorus:
Down in de corn field,
Hear dat mournful sound,
All de darkey's am a-weeping,
Massa's in de cold, cold ground.
Massa make de darkeys love him,
Cayse he was so kind,
Now dey sadly weep above him,
Mourning cayse he leave dem behind.
I cannot work before tomorrow,
Cayse de tear drops flow,
I try to drive away my sorrow,
Pickin' on de old banjo.
Chorus:
Down in de corn field,
Hear dat mournful sound,
All de darkey's am a-weeping,
Massa's in de cold, cold ground.