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Negro Poems, Melodies
A piece of night and for his eyes Two clouds from out the morning skies, And for his mouth and for his laugh A water-melon cut in half; Live today and lack tomorrow All of joy and naught of sorrow, Half a homily, half a joke There's your darky, there's your smoke.
THAT HOUN' DAWG
That houn' dawg, said Rastus Jones, Done send a chill through all mah bones, Ahm jes' a walking round and round And I always shiver when I hear that houn'. He bays at the moon, and he bays at the tree, He bays at the shadow and he bays at me, Ahm jes' a walking round and round But I got to shiver when I hear that houn'.
Old black Joe went ambling along
And old black Joe has a happy old song,
The hill is long that I got to climb
But I'll keep on climbing all the time;
And all you got to do when the world goes wrong
Is to keep on totin', totin' along.