| YES, my ha't's ez ha'd ez stone— | |
| Go 'way, Sam, an' lemme 'lone. | |
| No; I ain't gwine change my min'; | |
| Ain't gwine ma'y you—nuffin' de kin'. | |
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| Phiny loves you true an' deah? | 5 |
| Go ma'y Phiny; whut I keer? | |
| Oh, you needn't mou'n an' cry— | |
| I don't keer how soon you die. | |
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| Got a present! Whut you got? | |
| Somef'n fu' de pan er pot! | 10 |
| Huh! Yo' sass do sholy beat— | |
| Think I don't git 'nough to eat? | |
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| Whut's dat un'neaf yo' coat? | |
| Looks des lak a little shoat. | |
| 'Tain't no possum? Bless de Lamb! | 15 |
| Yes, it is, you rascal, Sam! | |
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| Gin it to me; whut you say? | |
| Ain't you sma't now! Oh, go 'way! | |
| Possum do look mighty nice; | |
| But you ax too big a price. | 20 |
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| Tell me, is you talkin' true, | |
| Dat's de gal's whut ma'ies you? | |
| Come back, Sam; now whah's you gwine? | |
| Co'se you knows dat possum's mine! | |
