slaves lament - doguie maclean - youreads

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  1. it was in sweet senegal
    that my foes did me enthral
    for the lands of virginia 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 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 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 o
    torn from that lovely shore
    and must never see it more
    and alas i am weary weary o