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Mourning Slave Fiancees




From: LOVE RHYME SECTION

Look down dat lonesome road! Look down!
De way are dark an' c[=o]l'.
Dey makes me weep, dey makes me mourn;
All 'cause my love are s[=o]l'.

O don't you see dat turkle dove,
What mourns from vine to vine?
She mourns lak I moans fer my love,
Lef' many a mile behin'.




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