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A-way down on de old plan-ta-tion,
Dah's where I was born, I used to beat de whole cre-a-tion Hoe-in' in de corn: Oh! den I work and den I sing So hap-py all de day. 'Til An-ge-li-na Bak-er came and stole my heart a-way.
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An-ge-li-na Bak-er! An-ge-li-na Bak-ers gone, She left me here to weep a tear and beat on de old jaw bone.
I've seen my Angelina in de springtime and de fall,
I've seen her in de cornfield and I've seen her at de ball; And ebry time I met her she was smiling like de sun, But now I'm left to weep a tear cayse Angelina's gone.
Chorus:
An-ge-li-na Bak-er! An-ge-li-na Bak-ers gone, She left me here to weep a tear and beat on de old jaw bone.
Angelina am so tall
She nebber sees de ground, She habe to takea wellumscope To look down on de town. Angelina likes de boys As far as she can see dem, She used to run old Massa round To ax him for to free dem.
Chorus:
An-ge-li-na Bak-er! An-ge-li-na Bak-ers gone, She left me here to weep a tear and beat on de old jaw bone.
Early in de morning
Ob a lubly summer day I ax for Angelina, And de say, "she's gone away." I don't know wha to find her, Cayse I don't know wha she's gone, She left me here to week a tear And beat on de old jawbone.
Chorus:
An-ge-li-na Bak-er! An-ge-li-na Bak-ers gone, She left me here to weep a tear and beat on de old jaw bone. |