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I jumped aboard de telegraph,
And trabbled down de riber,
De lectric fluid magniied,
And killed five hundred nigger.
De bullgine bust, de horse runoff,
I realy thought I'd die;
I shut my eyeto hold my breath,
Susanna, don't you cry.