Juba this and Juba that, Juba killed a yellow cat
And give us a double trouble, Juba.
You sift-a the meal, you give me the husk
You cook-a the bread, you give me the crust.
You fry the meat, you give me the skin
And that’s where my mama’s trouble begin.
Juba, Juba, you give me the double-trouble, Juba.
Juba-this, and Juba-that and Juba killed the yellow cat.
Juba-up and Juba-down and Juba all around the town, Juba.
Massa killed the big old duck and give us all the bones to suck,
Massa killed the big old goose and give us all the bones to chew.
My old massa promised me, when he died he’d set me free.
He lived 'til his head got slick and bald
He give up the notion of dying at all.
Contributed by Bernart Bartleby - 2015/4/19 - 21:21
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