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[Verse 1]

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

[Chorus]

   C                     G                D7
De massa run? ha, ha! De darkey stay? ho, ho!
   G                      A7             G       D7  G
It mus' be now de kingdom comin', an' de year ob Jubilo!

[Verse 2]

   G                                                      A7      D7
He six foot one way, two foot tudder, an' he weight t'ree hundred pound,
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His coat so big, he couldn't pay de tailor, an' it won't go half way round.
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He drill so much, dey call him Cap'an, an' he get so drefful tann'd,
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I spec he try an' fool dem Yankees, for to t'ink he's contraband.

[Chorus]

   C                     G                D7
De massa run? ha, ha! De darkey stay? ho, ho!
   G                      A7             G       D7  G
It mus' be now de kingdom comin', an' de year ob Jubilo!

[Verse 3]

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De darkeys feel so lonesome libing in de log-house on de lawn,
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Dey move dar t'ings to massa's parlor, for to keep it while he's gone.
      C                    G                       A7         D7
Dar's wine an' cider in de kitchen, an' de darkeys dey'll hab some;
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I s'pose dey'll all be cornfiscated, When de Linkum sojers come.

[Chorus]

   C                     G                D7
De massa run? ha, ha! De darkey stay? ho, ho!
   G                      A7             G       D7  G
It mus' be now de kingdom comin', an' de year ob Jubilo!

[Verse 4]

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De oberseer he make us trouble, an' he dribe us round a spell;
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We lock him up in de smoke house cellar, wid de key t'rown in de well.
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De whip is lost, de han'-cuff broken, but de massa'll hab his pay;
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He's ole enough, big enough, ought to known better, dan to went, an' run away.

[Chorus]

   C                     G                D7
De massa run? ha, ha! De darkey stay? ho, ho!
   G                      A7             G       D7  G
It mus' be now de kingdom comin', an' de year ob Jubilo!