A Negro Spiritual (What is the proper term now?)
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I went down de hillside to make a one prayer,
An’ when I get dere ole satan wus dere,
O what you think he said to me?
Said, “Off frum here you better be.”
Old satan tole me to my face,
“I’ll git you when a you leave this place;”
O brother dat scere me to my heart,
I was ’feared to walk a when it wus dark.
I started home but I did pray,
An’ I met ole satan on de way;
Ole satan made a one grab at me,
But he missed my soul an’ I went free.
I tell you brother you better not laugh,
Ole satan’ll run you down his path,
If he runs you lak he run me,
You’ll be glad to fall upon yo’ knee.
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