Kingdom Coming
Henry Clay WorkVersion1
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Say, darkeys, hab you seen de massa, wid de muffstash on his face,
Go long de road some time dis mornin', like he gwine to leab de place?
He seen a smoke way up de ribber, whar de Linkum gumboats lay;
He took his hat, an' lef berry sudden, an' I spec he's run away!
De massa run? ha, ha! De darkey stay? ho, ho!
It mus' be now de kingdom comin', an' de year ob Jubilo!
He six foot one way, two foot tudder, an' he weight t'ree hundred pound,
His coat so big, he couldn't pay de tailor, an' it won't go half way round.
He drill so much, dey call him Cap'an, an' he get so drefful tann'd,
I spec he try an' fool dem Yankees, for to t'ink he's contraband.
De massa run? ha, ha! De darkey stay? ho, ho!
It mus' be now de kingdom comin', an' de year ob Jubilo!
De darkeys feel so lonesome libing in de log-house on de lawn,
Dey move dar t'ings to massa's parlor, for to keep it while he's gone.
Dar's wine an' cider in de kitchen, an' de darkeys dey'll hab some;
I s'pose dey'll all be cornfiscated, When de Linkum sojers come.
De massa run? ha, ha! De darkey stay? ho, ho!
It mus' be now de kingdom comin', an' de year ob Jubilo!
De oberseer he make us trouble, an' he dribe us round a spell;
We lock him up in de smoke house cellar, wid de key t'rown in de well.
De whip is lost, de han'-cuff broken, but de massa'll hab his pay;
He's ole enough, big enough, ought to known better, dan to went, an' run away.
De massa run? ha, ha! De darkey stay? ho, ho!
It mus' be now de kingdom comin', an' de year ob Jubilo!
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Readable chord sheet for Kingdom Coming by Henry Clay Work
[G] [A7] [D7] [G] [D7] [G] Say, [G]darkeys, hab you seen de massa, wid de muffstash [A7]on his [D7]face, [G]Go long de road some time dis mornin', like he gwine to [D7]leab de [G]place? He [C]seen a smoke [G]way up de ribber, whar de Linkum [A7]gumboats [D7]lay; He [G]took his hat, an' lef berry sudden, an' I spec he's [D7]run a[G]way! De [C]massa run? ha, ha! De [G]darkey stay? ho, [D7]ho! It [G]mus' be now de kingdom [A7]comin', an' de [G]year ob [D7]Jubi[G]lo! He six foot one way, two foot tudder, an' he weight t'ree hundred pound, His coat so big, he couldn't pay de tailor, an' it won't go half way round. He drill so much, dey call him Cap'an, an' he get so drefful tann'd, I spec he try an' fool dem Yankees, for to t'ink he's contraband. De [C]massa run? ha, ha! De [G]darkey stay? ho, [D7]ho! It [G]mus' be now de kingdom [A7]comin', an' de [G]year ob [D7]Jubi[G]lo! De darkeys feel so lonesome libing in de log-house on de lawn, Dey move dar t'ings to massa's parlor, for to keep it while he's gone. Dar's wine an' cider in de kitchen, an' de darkeys dey'll hab some; I s'pose dey'll all be cornfiscated, When de Linkum sojers come. De [C]massa run? ha, ha! De [G]darkey stay? ho, [D7]ho! It [G]mus' be now de kingdom [A7]comin', an' de [G]year ob [D7]Jubi[G]lo! De oberseer he make us trouble, an' he dribe us round a spell; We lock him up in de smoke house cellar, wid de key t'rown in de well. De whip is lost, de han'-cuff broken, but de massa'll hab his pay; He's ole enough, big enough, ought to known better, dan to went, an' run away. De [C]massa run? ha, ha! De [G]darkey stay? ho, [D7]ho! It [G]mus' be now de kingdom [A7]comin', an' de [G]year ob [D7]Jubi[G]lo!