I ’s a little Alabama Coon,
  And I has n’t been born very long;
I ’member seein’ a great big round moon;
  I ’member hearin’ one sweet song.
When dey tote me down to de cotton field,
  Dar I roll and I tumble in de sun;
While my daddy pick de cotton, mammy watch me grow,
  And dis am de song she sung:

Go to sleep, my little...