Hush, now hush, do’ cry no mo’ Kaze yo’ daddy had ter go In de massa’s fiel’ ter hoe, Mammy’s baby chile. He gwine come back, dat you’ll see, Kaze he b’long ter you en me, En he’ll jog you on his knee, Mammy’s baby chile. Hush, den hush, do’ cry no mo’! Set dar quiet on de flo’ While I wash de clo’es, you know, Mammy’s baby chile. When de cotton season come, Me en you won’ stay at home, Kaze yo’ mammy gwine pick some, Mammy’s baby chile. You kin set in de sunshine On de cotton, sof’ en fine, Lis’nin’ ter de moanin’ pine, Mammy’s baby chile. When we done, at en’ ob day, En come home (heah what I say!) Daddy’ll ride you all de way, Mammy’s baby chile. Hush, den hush, do’ cry no mo’ Kaze yo’ daddy had ter go In de massa’s fiel’ ter hoe, Mammy’s baby chile.
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