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Jan 31 - 1989
This song was composed back in about 1911-1912
School Days
School days, rule days, bright and golden
school days, reading and writing arithmetic
Taught by the tune of a hickory stick.
You were my barefoot bashful beau & lover
You Joe, when we were a couple of kids.
The 4th line, I should have put, you were my queen in calico, before what's there.
The Devils Ball
I had a dream last night, I dreamed that I was with the Devil, below in his great big fiery hall, where the Devil was giving a ball. Oh! I checked my coat and hat and started gazing at the merry crowd that came to witness the show. Oh! I must confess to you there were many there I knew. At the Devils hall, at the Devils ball. I saw the prettiest Mrs. Devil so pretty and fat, dancing with the Devil, Oh! you little Devil, dancing at the Devils ball. I should have put taking the tickets from the folks at the door, after pretty and fat.
This in only one verse. Composed back in 1911 1912.
A colored family by the name of Charlie Peters lived a half a mile above our place and one time my father had him to make his cane syrup for him so when he got all the jugs loaded up to take to the house he told Charlie it was so late he'd have to go with what he had and came back in the morning and get the barrel of syrup because he had to go so he could feed the chickens and animals and do the milking. So the next A.M.
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