[WARNING: This song contains antiquated racial stereotypes. It is presented here for historical and educational purposes only.]
A minstrel song from 1845
Words and music by L. V. H. Crosby
The sheet music:
Accompaniment by Benjamin R. Tubb:
Lyrics
- As I was sailin’ on de ole canal,
I met wid my dear colour’d gal;
She look’d jes like a charcoal rose,
Her face so dark she scared de crows.
CHORUS
I’m sailin’ on de ole canal,
Tra la la la la la la la la,
Such a beautiful form is my colour’d gal,
Tra la la la la la la la la,
Such a beautiful form is my colour’d gal,
Tra la la la la la la la la.
- O! Pomp she cried come hidder to me,
Or I’ll hang myself on dat ole pine tree;
I’ve treasured you long as a coloured prize,
I’ve waited here wid tears in my eyes. - O! yes dear Fanny I’ll be dar soon.
You’re handsome as dat ole new moon;
Your form is as fair as any spring wedder,
So jump on board and we’ll sail off togedder. - De earth did quake and de breakers roar,
When she came on board and left de shore;
De boat did dance wid joy to see,
My coloured gal sail off wid me