"Massa's in de Cold Ground"

Chorus._  Down in de corn field
   Hear dat wailing sound
  All de darkeys am a weeping
   Massa's in de cold, cold ground

Massa made de darkeys love him
 Cayse he nebber scold
 turning grey
De grass is grey dat grows above him
 Cayse he was so meak and old
But If all de tears for massa flowing
 When All de darkeys tears am flowing
 could
 O'er his grave dey pour
 Den we'd
Soon you'll see de grass a 
  growing
 grew
 Greener dan it was before