Kingdom Come

Say, brothers, have you seen the master with a mustache on his face
Go 'long the road some time this morning like he's going to leave this place?
He's seen the smoke way up on the river where the Lincoln gunboats lay
He took his hat and left very sudden, I suspect he's running away

Oh the master run, ha-ha
And we will stay, ho-ho
It must be now that kingdom's coming in the year of Jubilo

He's six foot one way, two foot the other, and he weigh three hundred pounds
His coat so big he couldn't pay the tailor and it won't go halfway around
He drill so much they call him Captain and he get so dreadful tan
I suspect he'll try and fool them Yankees for to thinking he's contraband

Oh the master run, ha-ha
And we will stay, ho-ho
And it must be now that kingdom's coming in the year of Jubilo

Now folks feel so lonesome living in the log house on the lawn
They move their things into master's parlor for to keep it while he's gone
There's wine and cider in the kitchen, and you and me'll have some
I suppose they'll try and confiscate it when the Lincoln soldiers come

Oh the master run, ha-ha
And we will stay, ho-ho
And it must be now that kingdom's coming in the year of Jubilo

The overseer, he make us trouble, and he drive us round a spell
So we lock him up in the smokehouse cellar with the key thrown down the well
The whip is lost, the handcuffs broken, but the master'll have his pay
And he's old enough, big enough, ought to known better than to try and run away

Oh the master run, ha-ha
And we will stay, ho-ho
And it must be now that kingdom's coming in the year of Jubilo