The Plough-Hands' Song

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Title:     The Plough-Hands' Song
Author: Joel Chandler Harris [More Titles by Harris]

(JASPER COUNTY--1860.)

NIGGER mighty happy w'en he layin' by co'n--
Dat sun's a slantin';
Nigger mighty happy w'en he year de dinner-ho'n--
Dat sun's a slantin';
En he mo' happy still w'en de night draws on--
Dat sun's a slantin';
Dat sun's a slantin' des ez sho's you bo'n!
En it's rise up, Primus! fetch anudder yell:
Dat ole dun cow's des a shakin' up 'er bell,
En de frogs chunin' up 'fo' de jew done fell:
Good-night, Mr. Killdee! I wish you mighty well!
--Mr. Killdee! I wish you mighty well!
--I wish you mighty well!

Do co'n 'll be ready 'g'inst dumplin' day--
Dat sun's a slantin';
But nigger gotter watch, en stick, en stay--
Dat sun's a slantin';
Same ez de bee-martin watchin' un de jay--
Dat sun's a slantin';
Dat sun's a slantin' en a slippin' away!
Den it's rise up, Primus! en gin it turn strong;
De cow's gwine home wid der ding-dang-dong--
Sling in anudder tetch er de ole-time song:
Good-night, Mr. Whipperwill! don't stay long!
--Mr. Whipperwill! don't stay long!
--Don't stay long!

[The end]
Joel Chandler Harris's poem: The Plough-Hands' Song

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