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Born in July 4, 1826 / Died in January 13, 1864 / United States / English

Poems by Stephen C. Foster

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Old Black Joe

... "   [Chorus] I'm coming, I'm coming, for my head is bending low: ...

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Jeanie with the Light Brown Hair

...  Sighing like the night wind and sobbing like the rain, - ...

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Beautiful Dreamer Serenade

... Gone are the cares of life's busy throng,&mdash ...

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Gwine to Run All Night, or De Camptown Races

... Can’t touch bottom wid a ten foot pole&mdash ...

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Oh! Susanna

... I’ve come from Alabama wid mi ban jo on my knee ...

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VII Mon. September [1742] hath xxx days.

... The Reverse Studious of Ease, and fond of humble Things, ...

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Ring Ring The Banjo

... Chorus My lub, I'll hab to leabe you while de ribber's running high: ...

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Old Folks at Home

... Dere’s wha my heart is turning ebber, ...

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Hard Times Come Again No More

... Chorus There's a pale drooping maiden who toils her life away, ...

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The Glendy Burk

... Chorus I'll work all night in de wind and storm, ...

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Camptown Races

... I'll bet my money on de bob-tail nag -- Somebody bet on de bay! ...

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My Old Kentucky Home, Good Night!

...  [Solo] The head must bow and the back will have to bend, ...

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Old Dog Tray

...   I know that he feels what my breaking heart would say ...

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Gentle Annie

... When the wild flowers are scattered o'er the plain ...

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My Wife Is A Most Knowing Woman

... "What, you tell me you're sober, you wretch you, ...