Wake Nicodemus

Lyrics
Since you did, I'm right next to you Still I can't believe you're a layer of thy salt! To be reckoned as part of the salt of the earth But, was bought for a bag full of gold! And your last request as you're laid to rest 'neath the trunk of an old hollow tree Will be lost in the morn At the first break of dawn "When we hope, for the great Jubilee" Nicodemus was never the sport of the lash Though the bullets had oft crossed his path But there were none of his masters so bold or zealous For to face such a man in his wrath While your free heart of kindness filled to the bream Just a daisy chain to command While you long for the morning the sunset grows dim It's the morning that now is at hand Aware of no heart being left behind It's been long, long, long on the way Go and tell Elijah better hie back home Not to wake Nicodemus today! Nicodemus the slave was of African birth And he died long ago very old To be reckoned as part of the salt of the earth All it bought was a bag full of gold And your last request as you're laid to rest Underneath the trunk of an old hollow tree Will be lost in the morn At the first break of dawn As we hope for the great Jubilee! [NOTE, this is from ear, not the exact lyrics!]
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Credits
- Writers
- Henry Clay Work