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Plantation Pieces, Camp Meeting Songs
THE PARSON'S SERMON
"Brethren and Sistern," said Parson Jones,
Raising his voice to its loudest tones,
"The collection box am a gwine aroun'
And some of that noise has a funny soun';
It am just like a beggar with his pleas and groans,
The thanks am many and so am the bones.
"Some fo'ks I know am quite so mean The collection box am nebber seen, But whar there's money lost and foun' There's them niggers nosin' aroun'; I doan' want, I done tole you befo' And keep your han's off the pahsons door.
"The Lawd done love a cheerful giver,
The Lawd done love, but it make me shiver,
How it gwine to be without a cent
A pahson gwine to preach and pay his rent;
Ef you tell me, can tell me true
What am the meaning of dem I. O. U.
"Aigs am aigs, and shells am shells
An' weddin' bells am weddin' bells,
But I done say this pahson am through
With fricassed liver, and roustabout stew;
It's time for the pahson to have a chicken dinner
And for that chicken I'll forgive that sinner."