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John Cherokee
Lyrics from Songs of American
Sailormen, by Joanna Colcord |
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John Cherokee was an
Indian man,
Alabama, John Cherokee!
He run away every time he can,
Alabama, John Cherokee!
Way ay yah!
Alabama, John Cherokee!
Way ay yah!
Alabama, John Cherokee!
They put him aboard a Yankee ship,
Again he gave the boss the slip.
They catch him again and chain him tight,
And starve him many days and nights.
He have nothing to drink and nothing to eat,
So he just gone dead at the boss's feet.
So they bury him by the old gate post,
And the day he died, you can see his ghost. |
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