Plantation Echoes: A Collection of Original Negro Dialect Poems by Elliott Blaine Henderson - HTML preview

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GIT ON BOARD, CHILLUN.

De Gospel train am er scootin’ down de rail!

Git on board, chillun!

Fas’ah den er ship wid er ruddah an’ er sail!

Git on board, chillun!

 

De Lawd in heaben am de steam an’ de pow’r!

He run dat train forty millun miles an’ hour!

Jes’ es stroke ub de throttle

Sends her clah to heaben’s tow’r!

Git on board, chillun!

No sinnah tribe kin ebbah ride on dat train!

Git on board, chillun!

De debil ner his imps ef day’s cut loose fum dey chain!

Git on board, chillun!

None but de lams ub de good Lawd’s fol’

Kin ride dat train to de streets o’ gol’,

Wid de ’liggun lak an’ ocean obeahflowin’ in yo’ soul!

Git on board, chillun!

She’s jes’ lak lightnin’ an’ de quibbah o’ de eye!

Git on board, chillun!

Ez she’s puffin’ an’ er steamin’ in er trabblin’ to de sky!

Git on board, chillun!

She’s limited, too, an’ she goes clah th’ew!

She’s got no time fo’ to fool wid yo’!

Yo’ mus’ git on board, when de time cums, doo!

Git on board, chillun!

Dat train hain’t skeddul fo’ de secun’ time.

Git on board, chillun!

Fo’ to cum an’ fotch yo’ to de heabenly clime!

Git on board, chillun!

 

She goes straight on an’ she doan’ tarn back!

When she once git start why she hain’t gwine to slack!

Till she runs in heab’n on de right side track!

Git on board, chillun!

De debil ner his imps kaint wreck dat ol’ train!

Git on board, chillun!

Ez she’s dashin’ an’ er steamin’ o’er de mountains an’ de plain!

Git on board, chillun!

She sticks to de rail lak de hyah on yo’ back!

An’ she nebbah was known fo’ to jump fum de track!

Kaze de Lawd’s at de throttle an’ he sho’ got de knac’!

Git on board, chillun!

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