HARK! BABY,
HARK!
Words by E. Harrigan. Music by D Braham.
Sung in Ed. Harrigan's Great Play; "Mulligan Guard's Surprise."
Hark! baby, hark!
The bond'sman [sic] is moaning,
My poor wife is lying at the door;
The darkies tears am wringing,
Taking all de lashes,
Pray let my baby die and go.
Chorus. - One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight,
nine, ten, eleven, twelve o'clock;
If there's any place in Heaven for poor black slaves,
Pray let my baby die and go.
Hark! baby, hark!
The bond'sman [sic] is moaning,
The whipping all done, see de blood flow;
If dar's any place hereafter
For no more groaning,
Pray let my baby die and go. - Cho.
Hark; baby, hark!
Your mamma is dying,
For saving her child from master's blow;
Oh, cruel, cruel Slavery,
Thousands am a cryin',
Pray let d'ar babies die and go. - Cho.
Wm. J. Schmidt, 360 Mulberry Street, Baltimore.
Publisher of American, English, Irish, Dutch, Sailor, Soldier, Negro,
Comic, Humerous [sic], College, Sentimental, Social and Religious,
Choic [sic] Seelected [sic] Standard Songs.