Niggers

Down in the underground are the shovel hands,

Nigger hands lifting black loads into the air,

Nigger hands swinging steel shovels up and over shining

black shoulders,

Nigger hands lost in the darkness.

Swing low, shovel hands,

Swing low, banjo hands gone wrong.

Niggers dream of nigger love.

Niggers dream of watermelon moon.

Overhead are great slabs of coal,

Is there never an end to toil?

Swing low, shovel hands, banjo hands . . .