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212 NEGRO DIALECT VERSES |
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Den we gwine to dance 'twell de comin' of de day An' shy 'twell de shadder of de night,
Den me an' de gal, we'se er gwine to scoot erway, By de light of de moonshine bright.
Dat pooty yaller gal kin cut de pigeon-wing,
En beat sich er chune on de flo', Dat de alligator pat, an' try fur to sing,
'Twell he face open wide, lak er do'. En de ole gray mule, standin' down at de gate,
He lif up his ears mighty high, En he lissen, en he 'low he mighty glad to wait,,
'Twell de music is done roll by. |
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LOO, JOHN.
I looked acrost de ocean,
An' I seed de waters flashin'; Oh Loo, John, oh Loo. Ole mist' and marst' er comin', Jis' er tarin' an' er slashin'; Oh Loo, John, oh Loo. Ole miss rid de black hoss, En master rid de pony; Oh Loo, John, oh Loo. Dat little bit er pony
Whut dey call de Macaroni; Oh Loo, John, oh Loo. |
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