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I'm gwine to Alabamy, oh,
For to see my mammy, ah.

She went from old Virginny, oh,
And I'm her pickaninny, ah.

She lives on the Tombigbee, oh,
I wish I had her wid me, ah.

But I'd like to see my mammy, oh,
Who lives in Alabamy, ah.
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