Old missus, she feel mighty sad,
And de tears run down like de rain,
And old massa he feel very bad,
Case he never see old Ned again.
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A negro whose heart-strings vibrated to the music of duty and devotion.
A tear and a tribute to his memory, for he is lost to us; only out of the shadows comes the old refrain:
Richmond, VA. 1907.
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