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Tired Wait'en Round
Good Lord, why don't you take me I've been wait'in round so long I'm too old to chop the cotton Not lone to hoe the corn I can't even play ma' banjo, cause ma' fingers are so stiff
Can't fish out in the river, cause I just can't polH a skiff
I think I'se getten deaf Lord I can't hear the church bells ring Or join in with the neighbors when they gather round to sing
So I'll leave ma' cabin door ajar, in case you plans to com?
I'm ready Lord
work down here is uuim
April 1958
To "Uncle Tom"
The old darkie I met when I visited "My old Kentucky Home"