Editing Jump Jim Crow (section)

==Lyrics==
As they are most commonly quoted, the lyrics of the song are as follows:

{{Poem quote|
{{Not a typo|Come, listen all you gals and boys, Ise just from [[Tuckahoe (plantation)|Tuckyhoe]];
I'm goin' to sing a little song, My name's Jim Crow.

''CHORUS [after every verse]''
    Weel about and turn about and do jis so,
    Eb'ry time I weel about I jump Jim Crow.

I went down to the river, I didn't mean to stay;
But dere I see so many gals, I couldn't get away.

And arter I been dere awhile, I tought I push my boat;
But I tumbled in de river, and I find myself afloat.

I git upon a flat boat, I cotch de Uncle Sam;
Den I went to see de place [[Battle of New Orleans|where dey kill'd de Pakenham]].

And den I go to [[New Orleans|Orleans]], an, feel so full of flight;
Dey put me in de [[prison|calaboose]], an, keep me dere all night.

When I got out I hit a man, his name I now forgot;
But dere was noting left of him 'cept a little grease spot.

And oder day I hit a man, de man was mighty fat
I hit so hard I nockt him in to an old cockt hat.

I whipt my weight in wildcats, I eat an alligator;
I drunk de [[Mississippi River|Mississippy]] up! O! I'm de very creature.

I sit upon a hornet's nest, I dance upon my head;
I tie a [[handkerchief|wiper]] round my neck an, den I go to bed.

I kneel to de buzzard, an, I bow to the crow;
An eb'ry time I weel about I jump jis so.}}}}

===Standard English===
Other verses, quoted in non-dialect standard English:<ref>This exact sequence of verses appeared in dialect version on the Halo LP record ''Songs of America (including Cowboy Favorites)'', album number 50102 (1957), as performed by National Singers.</ref>

{{Poem quote|
Come, listen, all you girls and boys, I'm just from Tuckahoe;
I'm going to sing a little song, My name's Jim Crow.

''CHORUS:''
    Wheel about, and turn about, and do just so;
    Every time I wheel about, I jump Jim Crow.

I went down to the river, I didn't mean to stay,
But there I saw so many girls, I couldn't get away.

I'm roaring on the fiddle, and down in old Virginia,
They say I play the scientific, like master [[Paganini]],

I cut so many monkey shines, I dance the galoppade;
And when I'm done, I rest my head, on shovel, hoe or spade.

I met Miss Dina Scrub one day, I give her such a buss [kiss];
And then she turn and slap my face, and make a mighty fuss.

The other girls they begin to fight, I told them wait a bit;
I'd have them all, just one by one, as I thought fit.

I whip the lion of the west, I eat the alligator;
I put more water in my mouth, then boil ten load of potatoe.

The way they bake the [[Johnnycake|hoe cake]], Virginia never tire.
They put the dough upon the foot and stick them in the fire.}}