Social Commentaries
Song to the Runaway Slave
From Negro Folk Rhymes (1922)
Go 'way from dat window, "My Honey, My Love!"
Go 'way from dat window! I say.
De baby's in de bed, an' his mammy's lyin' by,
But you cain't git yō' lodgin' here.
Go 'way from dat window, "My Honey, My Love!"
Go 'way from dat window! I say;
Fer ole Mosser's got 'is gun, an' to Miss'ip' youse been sōl';
So you cain't git yō' lodgin' here.
Go 'way from dat window, "My Honey, My Love!"
Go 'way from dat window! I say.
De baby keeps a-cryin'; but you'd better un'erstan'
Dat you cain't git yō' lodgin' here.
Go 'way from dat window, "My Honey, My Love!"
Go 'way from dat window! I say;
Fer de Devil's in dat man, an' you'd better un'erstan'
Dat you cain't git yō' lodgin' here.
Cite this poem
MLA
Thomas W. Talley (collector). “Song to the Runaway Slave.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/talley/115/.
Chicago
Thomas W. Talley (collector). “Song to the Runaway Slave.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/talley/115/.
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