James A. Bland Quotes

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Oh, dem golden slippers!
Oh, dem golden slippers!
Golden slippers I'm gwinter to wear,
To walk the golden streets.

James A. Bland

Carry me back to old Virginny,
There's where the cotton and the corn and taters grow;
There's where the birds warble sweet in the springtime,
There's where this old darky's heart am longed to go.

James A. Bland