from "Slave Songs of the United States"

Nobody knows de trouble I've had
Nobody knows but Jesus
Nobody know de trouble I've had
Glory, hallelu !

One morning I was a-walking down
O yes, Lord
I saw some berries a-hanging down
O yes, Lord

I pick de berry and I suck de juice
O yes, Lord
Just as sweet as the honey in de comb
O yes, Lord

Sometimes I'm up, sometimes I'm down
O yes, Lord
Sometimes I'm almost o de groun'
O yes, Lord

What make ole Satan hate me so
O yes, Lord
Because he got me once and he let me go
O yes, Lord