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NEGRO FOLK RHYMES
SHEEP SHELL CORN
Oh: De Ram blow de ho'n an' de sheep shell co'n; An' he sen' it to de mill by de buck-eyed Whip-
poorwill. Ole Joe's dead an' gone but his * Hant blows
de ho'n; An' his hound howls still from de top o' dat
Yes: De Fish-hawk said unto Mistah Crane;
"I wishes to de Lawd dat you'd sen' a liddle
rain; Fer de water's all muddy, an de creek's gone
dry; If it 'twasn't fer de tadpoles we'd all die."
Oh: When de sheep shell co'n wid de rattle of his ho'n I wishes to de Lawd I'd never been bo'n; Caze when de Hant blows de ho'n, de sperits
all dance, An' de hosses an' de cattle, dey whirls 'round an' prance. * Hant = spirit or ghost.