Uncle Eph’s Banjo Song

Clean de ba’n an’ sweep de flo’.
       Sing, my bawnjer, sing!
We’s gwine ter dawnce dis eb’nin’ sho’.
       Ring, my bawnjer, ring!
Den hits up de road an’ down de lane.
Hurry, niggah, you miss de train;
De yaller gal she dawnce so neat,
De yaller gal she look so sweet.
       Ring, my bawnjer, ring!

De moon come up, de sun go down.
       Sing, my bawnjer, sing!
De niggahs am all come f’um town.
       Ring, my bawnjer, ring!
Den hits roun’ de hill an’ froo de fiel’—
Lookout dar, niggah, doan’ you steal!
De milyuns on dem vines am green,
De moon am bright, O you’ll be seen,
    Ring, my bawnjer, ring!

 

Credit

From The Book of American Negro Poetry (Harcourt, Brace and Company, 1922), edited by James Weldon Johnson. This poem is in the public domain.