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Uncle Ned
b
(published by Millet’s Music Saloon, N.Y., 1848)
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1.
Dere was an old nigga, dey called him Uncle Ned,
He’s dead long ago long ago
He had no wool on de top ob de head
De place wha de wool ought to grow.
Chorus:
Den lay down de shubble and de hoe_o_o
and hang up de fiddle and de bow.
No more hard work for poor old Ned
He’s gone wha de good niggas go
No more hard wor for poor old Ned
He’s gone wha de good niggas go.
2.
His fingers were long like de can in de brake,
He had no eyes for to see
He had no teeffe for to eat de oae cake
Se he had to luf dat oae cake be.
Chorus:
3.
On a cold frosty morning poor Uncle Ned died
 Masters tears down his cheeks ran like rain
 Case he knew when poor Ned was under de ground
 He’d neber see his like again.
 Chorus:
   
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