Religious Folk-Songs of the Southern NegroesOdum, Howard Washington
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Religious Folk-Songs of the Southern Negroes
Odum, Howard Washington
African Americans -- Music; African Americans -- Southern States -- Music -- History and criticism
In addition to the above stanzas the Jubilee singers added others. They
heard the bell and whistle and "she's playin' all her steam an' power."
The rhyme and imagery of the old song struck a more responsive chord than
the present song; this is due to the fact that the negro of to-day sings
his railroad songs and enjoys them in his secular music. There he pictures
the train with such vividness that the train may be easily heard and seen
in his imagination. Other verses of the _Gospel Train_ as it was sung by
the Jubilee singers are:
There's Moses and Noah and Abraham,
And all the prophets, too,
Our friends in Christ are all on board,
O what a heavenly crew.
We soon shall reach the station,
O how we then shall sing,
With all the heavenly army,
We'll make the welkin ring.
She's nearing now the station,
O sinner, don't be vain,
But come an' get your ticket,
And be ready for the train.
No signal for the other train,
To follow on the line,
O sinner, you're forever lost,
If once you're left behind.
While the song as reported by the Jubilee singers does not possess the
mere characteristics of form and dialect, it nevertheless appeals to the
negroes and it is sometimes sung. One of the fears of the negro is that
others may go to heaven and he be left behind. This, as has been
indicated, constitutes the sum total of misery. So he has a number of
songs in which he expresses this feeling and prays that he may not be left
behind in the race of life for the eternal goal. One of the most touching
of these songs represents the negro as an orphan who is unwilling to stay
alone in the world:
My muther an' my father both are daid, both are daid,
My muther an' my father both are dead,
My mother an' my father both are dead,
Good Lord, I cannot stay here by merself.
_I'm er pore little orphan chile in de worl', chile in de worl',
I'm er pore little orphan chile in the worl',
I'm a pore little orphan chile in de worl',
Good Lord, I cannot stay here by merself._
De train done whistled an' de cars done gone, cars done gone,
De train done whistled an' de cars ere gone,
De train done whistled an' de cars ere gone,
_Ezekiel_, I cannot stay here by merself.
My brothers an' my sisters are all gone, all gone,
My brothers an' my sister're all gone, all gone,
My brothers an' sisters all are gone,
_Mer Jesus_, I cannot stay here by merself.
Git me ticket fer de train, fer de train,
Git me ticket fer de train,
_I got_ mer ticket fer de train,
_Thank God_, I _ain't gwine_ stay here by merself.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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