Poor little Jesus boy, made him be born in a manger. World treated him so mean, Treats me mean too . . . Dey whipped Him up an’ dey whipped Him down, Dey whipped dat man all ovah town. Look-a how they done muh Lawd. I was there when they nailed him to the cross, Oh! How it makes me sadder, sadder, When I think how they nailed him to the cross. I was there when they took him down . . . Oh! How it makes my spirit tremble, When I recalls how they took him down.
