Uncle Ned, As Sung By De Colored Society In General.
I once knew a darkey, and his name was Uncle Ned,
Oh he died long ago—long ago,
He had no hair on the top of his head,
De place where de wool ought to grow
His fingers were long like de cane in de brake,
And he had no eyes for to see,
He had no teeth for to eat de hoe cake,
So he had to let de hoe cake be.
One cold frosty morning old Ned died
Oh de tears down massa’s face run like de rain,
For he knew when Ned was laid in de ground,
He’d nebber see his like again.