is mighty fast boat,
Wid a mighty fast captain too;
He sits up dah on de hurricane roof
And he keeps his eye on de crew.
I can't stay here, for dey work too hard;
I'm bound to leave dis town;
I'll take my duds and tote 'em on my back
More verses by Stephen Collins Foster
- Old Black Joe
- Gentle Annie
- Massa's in de Cold Ground
- Old Folks at Home
- My Old Kentucky Home, Good Night!