{"id":2719,"date":"2025-01-07T14:56:43","date_gmt":"2025-01-07T14:56:43","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/blindskeleton.one\/?p=2719"},"modified":"2025-01-07T14:56:43","modified_gmt":"2025-01-07T14:56:43","slug":"three-tune-tuesday-american-history","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blindskeleton.one\/?p=2719","title":{"rendered":"Three Tune Tuesday &#8211; American History"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Inspired by a history project Boneapart&#8217;s son is doing in school, this week&#8217;s theme is <em>American History<\/em>. Join Boneapart and Yulia as they play and discuss the origins of three American songs and their impact on society.<\/p>\n<p>(warning: the lyrics for Oh! Susanna! below include both the original racist lyrics as well as the newer sanitized lyrics)<\/p>\n<p><iframe style=\"width: 100%;\" src=\"https:\/\/player.hubhopper.com\/WyJodHRwczovL2ZlZWRzLmh1YmhvcHBlci5jb20vZGU0ZmNlNGU3MWY3YzUwNDFjNWMzMGU5YzQxYzE0ZGUucnNzIix0cnVlLGZhbHNlLHRydWUsMzI4MjY0MzcsIiM0RjQ2RTUiLCJkZWZhdWx0IiwiZGVmYXVsdCJd?format=2\" height=\"388px\"><\/iframe><\/p>\n<h1>Lyrics<\/h1>\n<h2>Wreck of the Old 97<\/h2>\n<p>Well, they gave him his orders in Monroe, Virginia<br \/>\nSaying Steve you are way behind time<br \/>\nThis is not thirty eight, but it\u2019s old ninety seven<br \/>\nYou must put her into Spencer on time<\/p>\n<p>He turned and said to his tired greasy fireman<br \/>\nShovel on a little more coal<br \/>\nAnd when we cross the White Oak Mountain<br \/>\nYou can watch old Ninety-Seven roll<\/p>\n<p>It\u2019s a mighty rough road from Lynchburg to Danville<br \/>\nOn a line on a three mile grade<br \/>\nIt was on this grade that he lost his leverage<br \/>\nYou can see what a jump he made<\/p>\n<p>He was going down the grade making ninety miles an hour<br \/>\nWhen his whistle broke into a scream<br \/>\nThey found him in the wreck with his hand on the throttle<br \/>\nHe was scalded to death by the steam<\/p>\n<p>Now all you ladies you must take warning<br \/>\nFrom this time now on learn<br \/>\nNever speak harsh words to your true loving husband<br \/>\nHe may leave you and never return<\/p>\n<h2>Battle Hymn of the Republic<\/h2>\n<p>(Julia Ward Howe)<\/p>\n<p>Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord:<br \/>\nHe is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored;<br \/>\nHe hath loosed the fateful lightning of His terrible swift sword:<br \/>\nHis truth is marching on.<\/p>\n<p>Chorus:<br \/>\nGlory, glory, hallelujah!<br \/>\nGlory, glory, hallelujah!<br \/>\nGlory, glory, hallelujah!<br \/>\nHis truth is marching on.<\/p>\n<p>I have seen Him in the watch-fires of a hundred circling camps,<br \/>\nThey have builded Him an altar in the evening dews and damps;<br \/>\nI can read His righteous sentence by the dim and flaring lamps:<br \/>\nHis day is marching on.<\/p>\n<p>Chorus<\/p>\n<p>I have read a fiery gospel writ in burnished rows of steel:<br \/>\n\u201cAs ye deal with my contemners, so with you my grace shall deal;<br \/>\nLet the Hero, born of woman, crush the serpent with his heel,<br \/>\nSince God is marching on.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Chorus<\/p>\n<p>He has sounded forth the trumpet that shall never call retreat;<br \/>\nHe is sifting out the hearts of men before His judgment-seat:<br \/>\nOh, be swift, my soul, to answer Him! be jubilant, my feet!<br \/>\nOur God is marching on.<\/p>\n<p>Chorus<\/p>\n<p>In the beauty of the lilies Christ was born across the sea,<br \/>\nWith a glory in His bosom that transfigures you and me:<br \/>\nAs He died to make men holy, let us die to make men free,<br \/>\nWhile God is marching on.<\/p>\n<p>Chorus<\/p>\n<p>He is coming like the glory of the morning on the wave,<br \/>\nHe is Wisdom to the mighty, He is Succour to the brave,<br \/>\nSo the world shall be His footstool, and the soul of Time His slave,<br \/>\nOur God is marching on.<\/p>\n<p>Chorus<\/p>\n<h2>Oh! Susanna!<\/h2>\n<p>(Stephen Foster)<\/p>\n<p>(<em>Modernized Text<\/em>)<\/p>\n<p>I come from Alabama with a banjo on my knee,<br \/>\nI\u2019m going to Louisiana, my true love for to see<br \/>\nIt rained all night the day I left, the weather it was dry<br \/>\nThe sun so hot I froze to death; Susanna, don\u2019t you cry.<br \/>\nOh, Susanna, don\u2019t you cry for me<br \/>\ncos\u2019 I come from Alabama<br \/>\nWith my banjo on my knee.<br \/>\nhad a dream the other night when everything was still,<br \/>\nI thought I saw Susanna coming up the hill,<br \/>\nA buck wheat cake was in her mouth, a tear was in her eye,<br \/>\nI said I\u2019m coming from the south, Susanna don\u2019t you cry.<br \/>\nI soon will be in New Orleans and then I\u2019ll look around<br \/>\nAnd when I find my Susanna, I\u2019ll fall upon the ground<br \/>\nBut if I do not find her, this man will surely die<br \/>\nAnd when I\u2019m dead and buried, Susanna don\u2019t you cry.<\/p>\n<p>(<em>Original Text<\/em>)<\/p>\n<p>I came from Alabama, Wid a banjo on my knee,<br \/>\nI\u2019m gwyne to Louisiana, My true love for to see.<br \/>\nIt rain\u2019d all night the day I left, The weather it was dry,<br \/>\nThe sun so hot I froze to death; Susanna, don\u2019t you cry.<br \/>\nChorus:<br \/>\nOh! Susanna, Oh don\u2019t you cry for me,<br \/>\ncos\u2019 I\u2019ve come from Alabama, Wid my banjo on my knee<br \/>\nI jumped aboard the telegraph, And trabbled down the riber,<br \/>\nDe lectric fluid magnified, And killed five hundred nigger.<br \/>\nDe bullgine bust, de horse run off, I really thought I\u2019d die;<br \/>\nI shut my eyes to hold my breath, Susanna don\u2019t you cry.<br \/>\nCHO: Oh Susanna &amp;c.<br \/>\nI had a dream the odder night, When ebery thing was still<br \/>\nI thought I saw Susanna A Coming down de hill;<br \/>\nThe buck-wheat cake was in her mouth, The tear was in her eye;<br \/>\nSays I, \u201cI\u2019m coing from de south, Susanna, don\u2019t you cry.\u201d<br \/>\nCHO: Oh Susanna &amp;c.<br \/>\nI soon will be in New Orleans, And den I\u2019ll look all round,<br \/>\nAnd When I find Susanna, I will fall upon de ground.<br \/>\nAnd If I do not find her, Dis Darkie\u2019l surely die,<br \/>\nAnd when I\u2019m dead and buried, Susanna, don\u2019t you cry.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Inspired by a history project Boneapart&#8217;s son is doing in school, this week&#8217;s theme is American History. 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