Negro Reel

1

Laws-a-massey, what have you done?
You've married the old man instead of his son!
His legs are all crooked and wrong put on,
They're all a-laughing at your old man.

2

Now you're married you must obey.
You must prove true to all you say.
And as you have promised, so now you must do, —
Kiss him twice and hug him, too.
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