Where Will I Go When Dis War Breaks Dis Country Up
A.W. AUNER’S PRINTING OFFICE, N.E. COR. ELEVENTH & MARKET, PHILADA.
Where Will I Go When Dis War Breaks Dis Country Up.
Oh! where will I go when dis war breaks dis country up
And darkies have to scatter around?
This damned Bobolition, mancipation, and Secession
Am a going to run the nigger in the ground;
And neither one or t’ other ob ’em’s right,
And dey both got de country in a fight;
Den, what’s a poor nigger going to do.
Oh! what is the use ob dis gangulating, fighting,
Botheration to de Country so forlorn;
Why don’t dey tend to business, building boats and making railroads
While de darkies raise the cotton and the corn?
Disturb dis happy Union with dare growl;
And Uncle Sam has got to stand it all;
Now what can a poor nigger do?
What a deuced shame it is, this Secession revolution
Am a using up de business of de land;
Trade and navigation, merchandising speculation
Have very nearly come to a stand;
Kase dares nobody left for to tend ’em:
Kase dar’s nobody home for to tend ’em:
Den what’s a poor hungry nigger going to do?
A.W. AUNER, SONG PUBLISHER, N.E. Cor. 11th, & MARKET, PHILADA. PA.