These would be some of the songs that the class would

analyze from the different areas of the US during the 19th

century.

SWING LOW SWEET CHARIOT

Lead: Swing low, sweet chariot

Chorus: Coming for to carry me home
Lead: Swing low, sweet chariot
Chorus: Coming for to carry me home
Lead: If you get there before I do
Chorus: Coming for to carry me home
Lead: Tell all my friends, I’m coming too
Chorus: Coming for to carry me home

ALL GOD'S CHILLUN GOT WINGS

I got a robe, you got a robe

All o' God's chillun got a robe
When I get to heab'n I'm goin' to put on my robe
I'm goin' to shout all ovah God's Heab'n
Heab'n, Heab'n
Ev'rybody talkin' 'bout heab'n ain't goin' dere
Heab'n, Heab'n
I'm goin' to shout all ovah God's Heab'n

I got-a wings, you got-a wings

All o' God's chillun got-a wings
When I get to heab'n I'm goin' to put on my wings
I'm goin' to fly all ovah God's Heab'n
Heab'n, Heab'n
Ev'rybody talkin' 'bout heab'n ain't goin' dere
Heab'n, Heab'n
I'm goin' to fly all ovah God's Heab'n

I got a harp, you got a harp

All o' God's chillun got a harp
When I get to heab'n I'm goin' to take up my harp
I'm goin' to play all ovah God's Heab'n
Heab'n , Heab'n
Ev'rybody talkin' 'bout heab'n ain't goin' dere
Heab'n, Heab'n
I'm goin' to play all ovah God's Heab'n
 I got shoes, you got shoes
All o' God's chillun got shoes
When I get to heab'n I'm goin' to put on my shoes
I'm goin' to walk all ovah God's Heab'n
Heab'n , Heab'n
Ev'rybody talkin' 'bout heab'n ain't goin' dere
Heab'n, Heab'n
I'm goin' to walk all ovah God's Heab'n
DON’T BE WEARY, TRAVELLER

Don’t be weary, traveller

Come along home to Jesus

My head get wet with the midnight dew

Come along home to Jesus
Angels bear me witness too
Come along home to Jesus

Where to go I did not know

Come along home to Jesus
Ever since He freed my soul
Come along home to Jesus

I look at de worl’ an’ de worl’ look new

Come along home to Jesus
I look at my hands an’ they look so too
Come along home to Jesus

GO DOWN MOSES

Go down Moses
Way down in Egypt land
Tell ole Pharaoh
To let my people go

When Israel was in Egypt land

Let my people go
Oppressed so hard the could not stand
Let my people go

“Thus spoke the Lord”, bold Moses said

“If not, I’ll smite your first born dead
Let my people go

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Sailor Songs
When Ham and Shem and Japhet, they walked the capstan round,
Upon the strangest vessel that was ever outward bound,
The music of their voices from wave to welkin rang,
As they sang the first sea shanty that sailors ever sang.
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Railroad Songs

Drill Ye Tarriers Drill

Every morning about seven o'clock
There were twenty tarriers drilling at the rock
The boss comes along and he says, "Keep still
And bear down heavy on the cast iron drill."

Chorus
And drill, ye tarriers, drill
Drill, ye tarriers, drill
For it's work all day for the sugar in you tay
Down beyond the railway
And drill, ye tarriers, drill
And blast, and fire.

The boss was a fine man down to the ground

And he married a lady six feet 'round
She baked good bread and she baked it well
But she baked it harder than the hobs of Hell.

The foreman's name was John McCann

By God, he was a blamed mean man
Last week a premature blast went off
And a mile in the air went big Jim Goff.

And when next payday came around

Jim Goff a dollar short was found
When he asked, "What for?" came this reply
"You were docked for the time you were up in the sky."

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The Good Old U.S.A.

Music by Theodore Morse
Words by Jack Drislane
Published 1906 by F.B. Haviland Pub., Co.
[Verse 1]
"Tell me, Dad-dy, tell me,
Why those men in that big crowd,
Won't you tell me why they're cheer-ing,
What makes each one act so proud?"

"Lis-ten, lad," he an-swered,

"it's the tune the brass band plays,
It's the song "My coun-try 'tis of thee,
And you'll know one of these days,

[Chorus]
Makes no dif-'rence where you wan-der,
Makes no dif-'rence where you roam,
You don't have to stop and pon-der,
For a place to call your home,

When they ask where were you born, lad,

Speak right up, be proud to say
That your home's the land of Un-cle Sam,
The good old U. S. A." A."

[Verse 2]
"Years a-go, in bat-tle,
Both our grand-pas fought and fell,
'Mid the can-non's roar and rat-tle
So of free-dom we could tell,

Wash-ing-ton and Jack-son,

dear old Lin-coln, Grant and Lee,
Are the men who made us what we are,
On the land and on the sea,

[Chorus]

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The Flag That's Yours And Mine

Words and Music by H.A. Stone
Published 1909 by Stone & Casey

[Verse 1]
A-wake! A-wake! A-wake!
And quick-ly fall in line.
The grand old flag, the stars and stripes,
The Flag that's Free-doms' sign,
Is mount-ing slow-ly up the pole
To wave thro' storm and shine
The Flag that's won in ev-'ry fight,
The Flag that's your's and mine.

[Chorus]
May it wave in it's glo-ry for ev-er
And an-oth-er I'll bow to, no nev-er
'Tis Lib-er-ty's birth, It's the best flag on earth,
We'll de-fend it for ev-er and ev-er.

[Verse 2]
To sleep, to sleep, to sleep,
We'll all lie down to rest
While o'er the land waves Free-dom's Flag
The Flag that's stood the test
In all the land from North to South
From the far East to the West
There's on-ly one Flag that we love
"Old Glo-ry" and the best.

[Chorus]

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