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And we took in our cargo there, Three hundred negroe slaves,And we sail'd homeward merrily Over the ocean waves.
But some were sulky of the slaves And would not touch their meat,So therefore we were forced by threats And blows to make them eat.
One woman sulkier than the rest Would still refuse her food,—O Jesus God! I hear her cries— I see her in her blood!
The Captain made me tie her up And flog while he stood by,And then he curs'd me if I staid My hand to hear her cry.
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