By myself (5)
You know I've got to go
You got to run.
I've got to run.
You got to run.
By myself. (3)
I got a letter, (2)
Ol' brownskin.
Tell you what she say.
"Leavin' tomorrow
Tell you goodbye,
Tell you goodbye."
O my Lordy. (6)
Well, well, well. (2)
O my Lord. (2)
O my Lordy. (2)
Well, well, well (2)
I've got a rock.
You got a rock.
Rock is death.
O my Lordy.
O my Lord.
Well, well, well.
Run here, Jeremiah. (2)
I must go
On my way. (4)
Who's that ridin' the chariot? (2)
Well, well, well... ...
(NEW LEADER:)
One mornin'
Before the evening
Sun was goin' down (3)
Behind them western hills. (3)
Old number 12
Comin' down the track. (3)
See that black smoke.
See that old engineer.
See that engineer. (2)
Tol' that old fireman
Ring his ol' bell
With his hand.
Rung his engine bell. (2)
Well, well, well (2)
Jesus tell the man,
Say, I got your life
In My Hand;
I got your life
In My Hand. (2)
Well, well, well.
Old fireman told,
Told that engineer,
Ring your black bell,
Ding, ding, ding,
Ding, ding, ding, ding.
Ol' Fireman say
----?----
----?----
----?----
That Mornin'
Well, well, well, (2)
Ol' fireman say,
Well, well,
I'm gonna grab my
Old whistle too.
Wah, wah, ho,
Wah wah, wah, wah, ho,
Wah, wah, ho,
Wah, wah, wah, ho. (etc.)
Mmmmmmm
Soon, soon, soon
Wah ------- o.
Well, well, well,
Ol' engineer,
I've got your life
In my hands. (2)
Tol' your father, (2)
Well, well, well,
I was travellin', (2)
I was ridin' (3)
Over there. (2)
Ol' engineer.
This is the chariot. (2)
Voice The chief music-making
instruments for slaves were their own voices. Singing together, alone,
or in call-response patterns, slaves improvised, altered, and
embellished, creating sounds rich in tone and texture.
Hands and Feet As slaves
sang and played, they used hand-clapping and foot-stamping to create
rhythmic beats in the tradition of African music.
