I will love the light for it shows me the way, yet I will endure the darkness for it shows me the stars. — Og Mandino

po_SeaSingers1After four decades, Frankie and Doug Quimby continue to travel the world as the Georgia Sea Island Singers, sharing the Gullah culture with audiences from presidents to preschoolers.

The Georgia Sea Island Singers have released their own record, entitled Seh Deh De Cumin. The collection illuminates the lyrical Gullah language, spiritual songs, games, and redemptive shouts passed down from the slaves on Georgia’s southeastern coast. Frankie Quimby said, “I’m a firm believer that you can’t know where you’re going until you realize where you’ve come from. We have dedicated our lives to trying to preserve that rich heritage and culture that our ancestors handed down to us.” The 18 songs in the collection Seh Deh De Cumin serve as a direct link to the original source of slave songs that preserves a vital insight into African-American history.

Over 250 years ago, plantation owners began importing slaves from West Africa to  the coasts of Georgia and South Carolina. The blend of language and culture that survived and evolved is known as Gullah.

MOSES, DON’T GET LOST

Moses, Moses, don’t get lost
In that red sea
Smite your rod and come across
In that red sea
Oh Moses, Moses take my hand
In that red sea
Take me out of Egypt land
In that red sea

Oh Moses, Moses part the waters
In that red sea
Take us to the lands of our fathers
In that red sea

Moses, Moses, Pharoah coming
In that red sea
Don’t you hear those horses running
In that red sea

Promised land is just across
Across that red sea
Moses, Moses don’t get lost
In that red sea

Stop and talk about your host got lost, got lost, got lost
Talkin’ about your host got lost
In that red sea

Stop and talk about your host got lost, got lost, got lost
Talkin’ about your host got lost
In that red sea

Oh Moses, Moses, don’t get lost
In that red sea
Smite your rod and come across
In that red sea

Oh Moses, Moses, don’t get lost
In that red sea
Smite your rod and come across
In that red sea

Yeah, ol Pharoah and the host got lost, got lost, got lost
Pharoah and the host got lost
In that red sea

Yeah, ol Pharoah and the host got lost, got lost, got lost
Pharoah and the host got lost
In that red sea

Oh Moses, Moses, don’t get lost
In that red sea
Smite your rod and come across
In that red sea

Oh Moses, Moses, don’t get lost
In that red sea
Smite your rod and come across
In that red sea

Oh Moses, Moses, don’t get lost
In that red sea
Smite your rod and come across
In that red sea

Moses, Moses, don’t get lost
In that red sea
Smite your rod and come across
In that red sea
In that red sea
In that red sea