Kingdom Come

Say, darkies, hab you seen de massa, wid de muffstash on his face
Go long de road some time dis mornin', like he gwine to leab de place?
He seen a smoke way up de ribber, whar de Linkum gunboats lay
He took his hat, and lef' berry sudden, and I spec' he's run away

De massa run, ha, ha! De darkey stay, ho, ho
It mus' be now de kindom coming, an' de year ob Jubilo

He six foot one way, two foot tudder, and he weigh tree hundred pound
His coat so big,
he couldn't pay the tailor, an' it won't go halfway round
He drill so much dey call him Cap'n, an' he got so drefful tanned
I spec' he try an' fool dem Yankees for to tink he's contraband

De darkeys feel so lonesome libbing in de loghouse on de lawn
Dey move dar tings into massa's parlor for to keep it while he's gone
Dar's wine an' cider in de kitchen, an' de darkeys dey'll have some
I s'pose dey'll all be cornfiscated when de Linkum sojers come

De obserseer he make us trouble, an' he dribe us round a spell
We lock him up in de smokehouse cellar, wid de key trown in de well
De whip is lost, de han'cuff broken, but de massa'll hab his pay
He's ole enough, big enough,
ought to known better dan to went an' run away