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E1~ you do, it‘s pwer is dead, IIoo..‘doo;
‘Cause it is all right in de head, Iloo-.doo;

Save de head and do buttons, too, Fer de work you‘ll have ter do, You will need ‘em till you‘re thru, Hoo—doo.

Ketųh a live scorpen wid you han‘, Hoo~doo;
Drown in a~are‘s nülk in a pan, Hoo‘.ddo;
Den dry it on a pure lime rook,
Ninety~..nine minutes by do ~ lock, Ho~—dco.

Den git a hand vrhich is a bag, Hoo—doo; L~ade uv a.ny sort iiv rag, Hoo-.doo; J~T let de top be color‘d blue,

Den git do hair frum out de s~oo, Hoo-.doo.


~	we‘n you find de folks ain‘t well, Hoo~doo;
An‘ dey wants yu to move de spell, Hoo—doo;
Git your ~redionts together,
Ster dora up wid a goose foather,
In sum clark an‘ cloudy weather, Hoo-doo.

Den put ‘em in de hoo-.doo bag, Hoo..‘doo;
In dat little blue top rag, Hoo~doo;
Den slip ‘em in between de ticks,
1~f you wnat de conjure fixed,
I~ de way you do de tricks, Hoo.~doo.


Ef dey wants you to git teni well, Hoo~doo; Dat is de han‘ dat moves de spoil, Hoo~doo; T~j~0 it out before der eyes, ~T you mus‘ he awful s‘prised, ~nd dey will think dat you is wise, Hoo~doo.

Den lay right down on your back, Hoo..doo;
Ef you hear de timbers crack, Hoo~.doo;
Den yer kno‘s yer trick has won,
Den you‘ll ast er~bout de mon,
For you kno‘s yer work is done, Hoo~.dōo..

Nov~ ef you wants de conjure fixt, I‘Ioo..dōo;
ni you do is to turn de tricks, Hoo-doo~
Jes git dat bottle what you had,
An‘ to make your patient glad,
Is but to make do conjurer mad, Uoo~..doo.

. .	HOPKINS co.(M. Hanberry)

	In this county practically no one owned ri~e than one or two slaves as as this was never a county of large plantations and large homes. These slaves were well housed, in cabins, well clothed and well fed, not oir6rworked and Seid~ sold, were in closer touch with the “white folks“ and therefore more