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Subject from Uncle Tom's Cabin. Music by H. Swift. New York: W. Hill, 1852. Poor Uncle Tom that good old man We ne'er shall see again, Away down south they carried him With handcuff and with chain; No more we'll hear his merry laugh, No more we'll hear him pray, For massa sold old uncle Tom, And he has gone away. CHORUS. Oh! Massa how unkind you were, To send old Tom away, He always serv'd you faithfully, And watch'd you night and day 2nd Verse. Aunt Chole is disconsolate And Mose and Pete are sad, For she has lost her faithful Tom And they their good old dad; Who now will give them rice by day, Or shelter them at night! Since Uncle Tom is far removed, For ever from their sight? 3rd Verse. We tremble now at every sound Since Uncle Tom is sold, We fear the driver will return, With pockets fill'd with gold, And buy us or our little ones, And take us far away, No more to tell our merry tales, No more to sing or pray. 4th Verse. Oh! Massa, let us beg of you Don't suffer him again, To frighten us with driver's whip, Or fasten us with chain; We'll serve you truly all our lives, We'll work both night and day, Oh! Massa we would stay with you, Don't let us go away. |
PERFORMED BY GLIMPSE OF GLORY LEAD VOCALS: Constance Harrington, David Tate, James Stewart CHORUS: Constance Harrington (Soprano) Kay Buchanan (Alto) David Tate (Tenor) James Stewart (Bass) PIANO: Lynne Mackey Recorded by Bill Dudley Produced by Bill Wellington Harrisonburg, Virginia Audio encoding at the Digital Media Center, Clemons Library, University of Virginia BROWN UNIVERSITY LIBRARY THE MUSIC FOR THIS SONG IS AVAILABLE AT BROWN'S AFRICAN-AMERICAN SHEET MUSIC 1850-1920 -- AN EXHIBIT AT THE LIBRARY OF CONGRESS' AMERICAN MEMORY ARCHIVE |