Torch-lights and stepping-stones from slavery to self-government; waking up, and inspiring poetry, and orations to solve the race problem .. . rds in the trees are sweetly singing:I 8it,and try to make out what they say:When of my brawn ekin belle it seems they are chanting,I think of littl« Annie far away. ChorusAnnie,dear,I want to see yon only:I miss you so Im awful blue,and lonelyIf I could see your lovely face today;It would all my blueness chase fill my loyal soul with boundless joy0, Annie,come to your loving honey the long,and weary evenings,I sit within my study a
Torch-lights and stepping-stones from slavery to self-government; waking up, and inspiring poetry, and orations to solve the race problem .. . rds in the trees are sweetly singing:I 8it,and try to make out what they say:When of my brawn ekin belle it seems they are chanting,I think of littl« Annie far away. ChorusAnnie,dear,I want to see yon only:I miss you so Im awful blue,and lonelyIf I could see your lovely face today;It would all my blueness chase fill my loyal soul with boundless joy0, Annie,come to your loving honey the long,and weary evenings,I sit within my study all alone;And,often lay aside my volume;Listening to the dear old graphophone:As it repeats the song8,and music,I have often heard my lover sing,and play;Then,in sadnes9,rm reminded,Of my littU away. ChorusWhen I go out to ball8,and partiei;And see the ladier dressed in silks,and lace:And,when I dance in waltz,and hold the lovely things in my embrace;Swaying here,and there in time with music;Talking with eachother all the while,I think of my little chocolate colored Annie,Every time I se e my partner smile. Chorus. 189 Irst ^1 N-eath the smiling summer skyI-n the lovely month of June;R-ambl»d Hattie dear,and 1E-very Sunday after the shade trees in the dell;.S-trolling by the flowery stream;D-©lightfully on them I dwell;E-ver of them I will shed talk,and sing:E-arth holds not a sweeter charm:0-n my memory they wring:N-evcr will they cease to would talk of winningsH-igh positions,ends,and aims:1-n that small begining,T-h© victors crown one of us claims^,E-ven Hattie,though your name,S-hould not on shafts of marble standiF-ill no niches in halls of fame,I-mbelish no histories grand;R-emember,it was for your sake,S-trove I to be a great hero;T-rying a champion to make;L-ong up the hills of fame did go-0-f my achievements you are due,V-ery properly « share:E-very dear fiber of you,R-eally,my achievmen
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