Babylon Is Fallen

Words and music by Henry C. Work

Don't you see de black clouds
Risin' ober yonder,
Whar de Massa's old plantation am?
Nebber you be frightened
Dem is only darkies,
Come to jine an' fight for Uncle Sam

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Look out dar, now!
We's a gwine to shoot!
Look out dar, don't you understand?
Babylon is fallen!
Babylon is fallen!
An' we's agwine to occupy de land.

Don't you see de lightinin'
Flashin' in de canebrake,
Like as if we's gwine to hab a storm?
No! You is mistaken,
'Tis de darkies' bay'nets,
An' de buttons on dar uniform.

Chorus

Way up in de cornfield,
Whar you hear de tunder,
Dat is our ole forty-pounder gun;
When de shells are missin',
Den we load wid punkins,
All de same to make de cowards run.

Chorus

Massa was de Kernel
In de Rebel army,
Eber sence he went an' run away;
But his lubly darkies,
Dey has been a-watchin',
An' dey take him pris'ner tudder day.

Chorus

We will be de Massa
He will be de sarvant,
Try him how he like it for a spell;
So we crack de Butt'nuts
So we take de Kernel,
So de cannon carry back de shell.

Chorus

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