Stephen Collins Foster - Massa's in the cold ground - текст песни (слова)

1. Round de meadows am aringing 
 De darkey's mournful song,
 While de mockingbird am singing,
 Happy as de day am long.
 Where de ivy am acreeping,
 O'er de grassy mound,
 Dere old Massa am asleeping,
 Sleeping in de cold, cold ground. 
  
 Chorus:
 Down in the cornfield 
 Hear dat mournful sound;
 All de darkies am aweeping,
 Massa's in de cold, cold ground.
 
 2. When de autumn leaves were falling,
 When de days were cold, 
 'Twas hard to hear old Massa calling,
 Cayse he was so weak and old.
 Now de orange trees am blooming,
 On de sandy shore,
 Now de summer days am coming,
 Massa nebber calls no more.
 C.
 
 3. Massa make de darkies love him,
 Cayse he was so kind,
 Now they sadly weep above him,
 Mourning cayse he leave dem behind.
 I cannot work before tomorrow,
 Cayse de teardrops flow;
 I try to drive away my sorrow,
 Picking on de old banjo.
 C.