UNCLE NED AN’ DE MOCKIN’ BIRD.
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Bruddah Mocking Bird, Yo’s moighty lazy. Yo’ doan’ do nufin’ But sing dat song, Till de daylight’s gone An’ de night cum ’long. Er coon has got to hoe an’ hoe, Till de sinkin’ sun Tells de day to go. Lawd, but yo’ sing So pow’ful sweet! Perched up dah, In yo’ leafy seat. Is yo’ lonesum? Does yo’ hea’t feel sad? ’Pears to me Dat yo’ soul feels glad. Ez Ise wockin’ hard, Sweet ez de cloveah Yo’ song Floats obeah, Way in de co’nfield Whah de medlark sings, Up in de bough Ub de tree it clings. Yo’ nebah wock But yo’ bread is sho’, Out in de yahd; ’Fo’ ebbry do’, Sum kine han’ Th’ows de little crum! Kaze dey kno’ fo’ sho’ Dat yo’ boun’ to cum. De good Samaritan Part dey play. Let yo’ go ’way? Hungry? No! Dey nebah wood, Kase de Lawd wood say Dat dey wasn’t good. I kinedah lak To hyeah yo’ sing, Ef yo’ is too lazy To flop yo’ wing, Sing on, Fill de worl’ wid song. I mus’ be gittin’ Mah wock er long.
