When Will Dis Cruel War Be Ober and Gib Us Darkies Rest.

To D. B. Hopkins Esq.

When will dis cruel war be ober and gib us darkies a rest

Song & Chorus

Words & Music by

Frank Howard

Chicago

Published by H. M. Higgins 117 Randolph St.

WHEN WILL DIS CRUEL WAR BE OBER AND GIB US DARKIES REST?

Song and Chorus

1. Oh de time for de'mancipation's come, I'm told, We're all gwine for sul-gers soon; We will leab our old massa's way out in de cold, For to mow and to hue all a-lone. Let de darkies place de O-ber-seer now fill, While we shoul-der up de gun; And go gib our rebel massa's some of Fa-der A'brams pills, For de dark's 'mancipation time has come.

Chorus.

Den let's shout, shout, shout, make men cussed traitors run, Let 'em know what Union men are we; We will make our ole massa's wish dis war had ne'er began, Kaze we'll 'mancipated be.

Den let's shout, shout, shout, make men cussed traitors run, Let 'em know what Union men are we; We will make our ole massa's wish dis war had ne'er began, Kaze we'll 'mancipated be.

2. We was once all as happy as poor nig's could be Down Southin our good ole home; As we work'd in de cottonfields so mer-ri-ly, Or when play'n en de ole jaw bone. But our massa's dey went crazy mad one day,'Twas down at Montgom-er-ee; Day all de-clar'd de was Se-sessions, den de debil was to pay, -Says ole Jeff, "now de President I'll be.

Chorus.

Den let's shout, shout, shout, make men cussed traitors run, Let 'em know what Union men are we; We will make our ole massa's wish dis war had ne'er began, Kaze we'll 'mancipated be.

Den let's shout, shout, shout,make men cussed traitors run, Let 'em know what Union men are we; We will make our ole massa's wish dis war had ne'er began, Kaze we'll 'mancipated be.

3. Oh I wish dat dis bery cruel war would end And gib us poor dark's a rest; But dere's one ting dats bery sure,you may depend, Dat de nig's will go in for de best. But to get us back again de neb-er can, For to hue de su-gar cane, Til our massa's can behave demselves and mind ole Un-cle Sam, Den we'll go'n work de cottonfielda a-gain.

Chorus.

Den let's shout, shout, shout, make men cussed traitors run, Let 'em know what Union men are we; We will make our ole massa's wish dis war had ne'er began, Kaze we'll 'mancipated be.

Den let's shout, shout, shout, make men cussed traitors run, Let 'em know what Union men are we; We will make our ole massa's wish dis war had ne'er began, Kaze we'll 'mancipated be.