[Matthew]

Speaking of minstrel songs, here is a very memorable (and not very politically correct) verse of "Oh Susanna":

I jumped aboard de telegraph,
And trabbelled down de ribber,
De Lectrie fluid magnified,
And killed five hundred Nigger


Here are the full lyrics:


I came from Alabama
Wid my banjo on my knee,
I'm g'wan to Louisiana
My true love for to see,
It rained all night the day I left,
The weather it was dry,
The sun so hot I froze to death;
Susanna, don't you cry.

Oh! Susanna, Oh! don't you cry for me,
I've come from Alabama, with my banjo on my knee.

I jumped aboard de telegraph,
And trabbelled down de ribber,
De Lectrie fluid magnified,
And killed five hundred Nigger
De bullgine bust, de horse run off,
I really thought I'd die;
I shut my eyes to hold my breath,
Susanna, don't you cry.

Oh! Susanna, Oh! don't you cry for me,
I've come from Alabama, wid my banjo on my knee.

I had a dream de odder night
When ebery ting was still;
I thought I saw Susanna,
A coming down de hill.
The buckwheat cake war in her mouth,
The tear was in her eye,
Says I'm coming from de South,
Susanna, don't you cry.

Oh! Susanna, Oh! don't you cry for me,
I've come from Alabama, wid my banjo on my knee.

I scon will be in New Orleans,
And den I'll look all round,
And when I find Susanna,
I fall upon the ground.
But if I do not find her,
Dis darkie I surely die,
And when I'm dead and buried,
Susanna, don't you cry.

[bilbobaggins]

LOOK AWAY!-

LOOK AWAY!-

LOOK AWAY!-

POLAR BEAR!

[bilbobaggins]

Old zip coon is not PC either

OLE ZIP COON

G.W. Dixon - ca. 1835
Fiddlin' Doc Roberts


(3x) O ole Zip Coon he is a larned skoler,
Sings posum up a gum tree an conny in a holler.
(3x) Posum up a gum tree, coonny on a stump,
Den over dubble trubble, Zip coon will jump.

Chorus:
O Zip a duden duden duden zip a duden day.
O Zip a duden duden duden duden duden day.
O Zip a duden duden duden zip a duden day.
Zip a duden duden duden zip a duden day.

O ist old Suky blue skin, she is in lub wid me
I went the udder arter noon to take a dish ob tea;
What do you tink now, Suky hab for supper,
Why chicken foot an posum heel, widout any butter.

Chorus:

Did you eber see the wild goose, sailing on de ocean,
O de wild goose motion is a berry pretty notion;
Ebry time de wild goose, beckens to de swaller,
You hear him google google google google gollar.

Chorus:

I went down to Sandy Hollar t other arternoon
And the first man I chanced to meet war ole Zip Coon;
Ole Zip Coon he is a natty scholar,
For he plays upon de Banjo “Cooney in de hollar”.

Chorus:

My old Missus she’s mad wid me,
Kase I would’nt go wid her into Tennessee
Massa build him barn and put in de fodder
Twas dis ting and dat ting one ting or odder.

Chorus:

I pose you heard ob de battle New Orleans,
Whar ole Gineral Jackson gib de British beans;
Dare de Yankee boys do de job so slick, creek.
For dey cotch old Packenham an rowed him up de first.

Chorus:

I hab many tings to tork about, but dont know wich come
So here de toast to old Zip Coon before he gin to rust;
May he hab de pretty girls, like de King ob ole,
To sing dis song so many times, ’fore he turn to mole

[Kazimierz]

I was oft in the land of cotton, where the humidity is not forgotten
Melt away, melt away, melt away Dixie Bear.

I’m a a good ole rebel
That Tis what bear I am
And for godless republics I don’t give a beaver dam
Ice bears are the monarchs of the north and snow,
They pray to Jesus Christ the King where the Arctic winds doth blow.

[bilbobaggins]

I was oft in the land of cotton, where the humidity is not forgotten
Melt away, melt away, melt away Dixie Bear.

I’m a a good ole rebel
That Tis what bear I am
And for godless republics I don’t give a beaver dam
Ice bears are the monarchs of the north and snow,
They pray to Jesus Christ the King where the Arctic winds doth blow.

Love it. 

[LeMond]

Christian nationalist monarchy is the only way to rock it as long as our inalienable right to be armed remains intact. 

[SperaInDeo]

How about a Catholic Monarchist Integrist forum? Oh wait, that’s right here!