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My old man's a white old man / And my old mother's black.
If ever I cursed my white old man / I take my curses back.
If ever I cursed my black old mother / And wished she were in hell, / I'm sorry for that evil wish / And now I wish her well.
My old man died in a fine big house.
My ma died in a shack.
I wonder where I'm gonna die, / Being neither white nor black?