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Slave's Lament lyrics
It was in sweet Senegal that my foes did
me enthral
For the lands of Virginia-ginia-o
Torn from that lovely shore and must
never see it more
And alas I am weary weary-o
All on that charming coast is no bitter
snow or frost
Like the lands of Virginia-ginia-o
There streams forever flow
and the flowers forever grow
And alas I am weary weary-o
This burden I must bear while the cruel
scourge I fear
In the lands of Virginia-ginia-o
And I think on friends most dear with a
bitter bitter tear
And alas I am weary weary-o
It was in sweet Senegal that my foes did
me enthral
For the lands of Virginia-ginia-o
Torn from that lovely shore and must
never see it more
And alas I am weary weary-o
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