CORRIGER LES PAROLES

Paroles : Run, n*gger, Run

Spoken:
Hello folks, raised in the South among the colored folks, and worked in the fields of corn with them all the days of my life, I will sing them good old southern songs. So now I'm going to sing you a little of "Run, n***a, Run, The Patroller Will Catch you"

Run n***a run the patroller will catch you
Run n***a run its almost day

Tell my mammy when I go home
Girls won't let them boys alone

Run n***a run the patroller will catch you
Run n***a run its almost day

Tell my mammy when I go home
Girls won't let them boys alone
Last year was a good crop year, roasting ears and tomatoes
Poppa didn't raise no cotton and corn, but Lord, Lord, potatoes

Run n***a run the patroller will catch you
Run n***a run its almost day

Tell my mammy when I go home
Girls won't let them boys alone

Adam and Eve was down in the garden hoeing around tomatoes
Adam went around a huckleberry bush and hit her in the eye with a tater