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When the sun goes back and the first quail calls
Follow the drinking gourd
The old man is a-waitin' for to carry you to freedom
Follow the drinking gourd.

Follow the drinking gourd, follow the drinking gourd
For the old man is a-waitin' to carry you to freedom
Follow the drinking gourd.

The river bed makes a mighty fine road,
Dead trees to show you the way
And it's left foot, peg foot, traveling on
Follow the drinking gourd.

Follow the drinking gourd, follow the drinking gourd
For the old man is a-waitin' to carry you to freedom
Follow the drinking gourd.

The river ends between two hills
Follow the drinking gourd
There's another river on the other side
Follow the drinking gourd.

Follow the drinking gourd, follow the drinking gourd
For the old man is a-waitin' to carry you to freedom
Follow the drinking gourd.

I thought I heard the angels say
Follow the drinking gourd
The stars in the heavens gonna show you the way
Follow the drinking gourd...
When the sun goes back and the first quail calls   Follow the drinking gourd   The old man is a-waitin' for to carry you to freedom   Follow the drinking gourd.      Follow the drinking gourd, follow the drinking gourd   For the old man is a-waitin' to carry you to freedom   Follow the drinking gourd.      The river bed makes a mighty fine road,   Dead trees to show you the way   And it's left foot, peg foot, traveling on   Follow the drinking gourd.      Follow the drinking gourd, follow the drinking gourd   For the old man is a-waitin' to carry you to freedom   Follow the drinking gourd.      The river ends between two hills   Follow the drinking gourd   There's another river on the other side   Follow the drinking gourd.      Follow the drinking gourd, follow the drinking gourd   For the old man is a-waitin' to carry you to freedom   Follow the drinking gourd.      I thought I heard the angels say   Follow the drinking gourd   The stars in the heavens gonna show you the way   Follow the drinking gourd...