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NEGRO FOLK RHYMES
HALF WAY DOINGS
My dear Brudders an' Sisters,
As I comes here to-day,
I hain't gwineter take no scripture verse
Fer what I'se gwineter say.
My words I'se gwineter cut off short An' I 'spects to use dis tex': "Dis half way doin's hain't no 'count Fer dis worl' nor de nex'."
Dis half way doin's, Brudderin, Won't never do, I say. Go to yo' wuk, an' git it done, An' den's de time to play.
Fer w'en a Nigger gits lazy, An' stops to take short naps, De weeds an' grass is shore to grow An' smudder out his craps.
Dis worl' dat we's a livin' in Is sumpen lak a cotton row: Whar each an' ev'ry one o' us Is got his row to hoe.