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Paul Laurence Dunbar - The Colored BandPaul Laurence Dunbar - The Colored Band
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W`EN de colo`ed ban` comes ma`chin` down de street, Don`t you people stan` daih starin`; lif` yo` feet! Ain`t dey playin`? Hip, hooray! Stir yo` stumps an` cleah de way, Fu` de music dat dey mekin` can`t be beat. Oh, de major man`s a-swingin` of his stick, An` de pickaninnies crowdin` roun` him thick; In his go`geous uniform, He`s de lightnin` of de sto`m, An` de little clouds erroun` look mighty slick. You kin hyeah a fine perfo`mance w`en de white ban`s serenade, An` dey play dey high-toned music mighty sweet, But hit`s Sousa played in rag-time, an` hit`s Rastus`on Parade, W`en de colo`ed ban` comes ma`chin` down de street. W`en de colo`ed ban` comes ma`chin` down de street You kin hyeah de ladies all erroun` repeat: "Ain`t dey handsome? Ain`t dey gran`? Ain`t dey splendid? Goodness, lan`! W`y dey`s pu`fect f`om dey fo`heads to dey feet!" An` sich steppin` to de music down de line, `T ain`t de music by itself dat meks it fine, Hit`s de walkin`, step by step, An` de keepin` time wid "Hep," Dat it mek a common ditty soun` divine. Oh, de white ban` play hits music, an` hit`s mighty good to hyeah, An` it sometimes leaves a ticklin` in yo` feet; But de hea`t goes into bus`ness fu` to he`p erlong de eah, W`en de colo`ed ban` goes marchin` down de street.
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