Oh! Boys carry me 'long

Oh! carry me 'long;

Der's no more trouble for me:

I's guine to roam

In a happy home

Where all de niggas am free.

I've worked long in de fields;

I've handled many a hoe:

I'll turn my eye,

Before I die,

And see de sugarcane grow.

Chorus:

Oh! boys, carry me 'long;

Carry me till I die

Carry me down

To de buryin' groun'

Massa, don't you cry.

All ober de land

I've wandered many a day,

To blow de horn

And mind de corn

And keep de possum away.

No use for me now

So darkeys burn me low:

My horn is dry,

And I must lie

Whar de possum nebber can go.

Farewell to de boys

Wid hearts so happy and light,

De sing a song

De whole day long,

And dance de juba at night.

Farewell to de fields

Ob cotton, 'bacco, and all:

I's guine to hoe

In a bressed row

Wha de corn grows mellow and tall.

Farewell to de hills,

De meadows covered wid green,

Old brindle Boss

And de old grey hoss

All beaten, broken, and lean.

Farewell to de dog

Dat always followed me round;

Old Sancho'll wail

And droop his tail

When I am under de ground.