Negro Folk Rhymes Wise & Otherwise - online book

A detailed study of Negro folk music, includes lyrics & sheet music samples.

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Mammy got de sifter, Honey; An' she tuck an' make up dough, Which she tu'n into hot biscuits. Den we all git smart, you know.
'Zerves an' biscuits on de table! Honey, noways could I wait. Ole Aunt Donie wus a good ole 'oman, An' I jes had to pass my plate.
I soon swallered down dem biscuit, E't 'em faster dan a shoat. Dey wus a liddle tough an' knotty, But I chawed 'em lak a goat.
"Pass de biscuits, please, Mam! Please, Mam, fer I wants some mo'." Lawd! You'd oughter seed my mammy Frownin' up, jes "sorter so."
"Won't you pass de biscuit, please, Mam?" I said wid a liddle fear. Dere wus not but one mo' lef, Sir. Mammy riz up out'n her chear.