My ole shanty am a fallin’, En de rain am leakin’ frue, En de rheumatiz done grip me Till I don’t know what ter do; But I thank God fo’ dis frame, En I happy, des de same. I cain’t go en jine de singin’, Lak I did in ole-time days, At de Calvary Baptis’ Church, Whar dey sing glad songs ob praise; But my heart ain’t sick en lame, En it singin’, des de same. Mandy say de safe am empty— We ain’t got no food ter-day! Say she do’ know whar we git it, ’Thout an angel come dis way; But I trus’ in Jesus’ name, En my soul feas’, des de same.
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