AIN'T YOU GWINE TO COME? BY EDMUND VANCE COOKE

De debbil done ast me to be his chile; De debbil he's allus a follerin'; I run de debbil foh mos' a mile; Don' you hear de debbil a-hollerin'? I'se gwine to jine de fambly of de Lohd; I'se gwine to glory in de mawnin'; I'se gwine to be bohn in de grace of Gohd; Ain't you gwine to come to my bohnin'? Come along-a sisteh, come along-a bruddeh, Come along-a one an' a come along de uddeh, Bring along a frien' an' a-bring along anuddeh; Ain't you gwine to come to my bohnin'? De debbil done temp' me to visit his roof; De debbil he's allus a follerin'; I stomp my foot on de debbil's hoof; Don' you hear de debbil a-hollerin'? I'se gwine to jine de fambly of de Lohd; De debbil's done quit his harryin'; I'se gwine to be married to de son of Gohd; Ain't you gwine to come to my marryin'? Come along-a sisteh, come along-a bruddeh, Come along-a one an' a come along de uddeh, Bring along a frien' an a-bring along anuddeh; Ain't you gwine to come to my marryin'? De debbil done beg me to sail his ship; De debbil he's allus a follerin'; I smack my han' on de debbil's lip; Don' you hear de debbil a hollerin'? I'se gwine to sail in de ship of de Lohd Dat's a runnin' to glory at de ferryin'; I'se gwine to be buried in de grace of Gohd; Ain't you gwine to come to my buryin'? Come along-a sisteh an' a come along-a bruddeh, Come along-a one an' a come along de uddeh, Bring along a frien' an' a bring along anuddeh; Ain't you gwine to come to my buryin'?