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- (Posted 2006-07-24) CPDL #12082: PDF, MIDI and NoteWorthy Composer files
- Editor: Marco Gallo (submitted 2006-07-24). Score information: A4, 1 page, 26 kB Copyright: Personal
- Edition notes: Free Art License copyright
General Information
Title: Dearest Mae
Composer: James Power
Number of voices: 4vv Voicing: SATB
Genre: Secular, Folksong
Language: English
Instruments: A cappella
First published:
Description:
External websites:
Original text and translations
English text
Now, niggers listen to me, a story I'll relate,
It happen'd in de valley, in de old Carlina state;
Way down in de meadow,
'twas dere I mow'd de hay;
I always work de harder when I think ob lubly Mae.
Oh, dearest Mae, you’re lubly as the day.
Your eyes are bright,
dey shine at night,
When de moon am gone away.
Old massa gib me holliday, an say he gib me more,
I tank'd him bery kindly, an' shoved my boat from shore;
So down de river I glides along wid my heart so light and free,
To de cottage ob my lubly Mae, I long'd so much to see.
Oh, dearest Mae…