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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! |