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1. As I went up to Lynchburg town,
I broke my yoke on de coaling ground;
I drove from dare to bowling spring,
And I tried for to mend my yoke and ring.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Chorus
O Jonny Boker, help dat nigger do, Jonny Boker, do.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
2. I drove from dare to Wright’s ole shop
Hollered to my driver and told him to stop;
Says I, Mr Wright, have you got a yoke?
He seized his bellows and blew up a smoke<\/p>\n\n\n\n
3. Says I, Mr Wright, habn’t long to stay
He cotched up his hammer, knocked right away;
Soon as he mended my staple and ring
Says I, Mr Wright, do you charge any thing?<\/p>\n\n\n\n
4. Says he to me I neber charge
Unless de job is werry large;
For little jobs dat is so small
I neber charge any ting at all
(Save three cents dat time)<\/p>\n\n\n\n
5. I drove from dar to Anthony’s mill
And tried to pull up dat are hill
I whipped my steers and pushed my cart
But all I could do, I couldn’t make a start
(Dat ole nigger was fast stalled dat time)<\/p>\n\n\n\n
6. I put my shoulder to the wheel
Upon de ground I placed my heel;
Den we make a mighty strain
But all our efforts prove in vain<\/p>\n\n\n\n
7. Dare come a waggoner driving by
I sat on de ground and ‘gan to cry;
Says me to him some pity take
And help me up for conscience sake<\/p>\n\n\n\n
8. Says he to me, I will help thee
He tak out his horses No. 3;
I wiped from my eyes the falling tears
He hitched his horses before my steers<\/p>\n\n\n\n
9. Den to me he did much please
He pulled me up with so much ease
His horses were so big and strong
De way dey pulled dis nigger along<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\n\n\n\nSung here by Fred Feild:<\/p>\n\n\n\n