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WebAll 'round the little farm I wandered When I was young In many happy days I squandered Many the songs I sung When I was playing with my brother Happy was I Oh, take me to my kind old mother There ... Written in the first person from the perspective and in the dialect of an African slave (at a time when slavery was legal in 15 of the states of the US), the song's narrator states "longing for de old plantation", which has been criticized as romanticizing slavery. On the other hand, a longing for the "old folks at home" has sometimes been interpreted, for example, by W. E. B. Du Bois in The Souls of Black Folk (1903), as a longing for the people and traditions of Africa, where most of th… crtić leteći medvjedići

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