WALK right in Brother Wilsonhow you feelin to-day?
Jes Modrate, Brother Simmons, but den I ginnerly feels dat way.
Heres White an Black an Brown an Green; hows all you gentmens been?
My health is good but my busness slack.
Ise been suffrin lots wid pains in my back.
My ole oomans sick, but Ise alright
Yes, I went aftuh Doctuh fuh her tuther night
Heres Sandy Turner, as I live!
Yes, I didn spect to git herebut here I is!
Now, gentmens, make yoselves to home,
|Dares nothin to fearmy ole oomans gone|
|My stars; da weathers powful warm|
|I wouldn be sprised ef we had a storm.|
No, Brother Simmons, we kin safely say
|Taint gwine to be no storm to-day|| 15|
|Kase here am facts days mighty plain|
|An any time you sees em you kin look fuh rain|
|Any time you hears da cheers an tables crack|
|An da folks wid rheumaticsdare jints is on da rack|
Lookout fuh rain, rain, rain.
|When da ducks quack loud an da peacocks cry,|
|An da far off hills seems to be right nigh,|
|Prepare fuh rain, rain, rain!|
|When da ole cat on da hearth wid her velvet paws|
|Gins to wipin over her whiskered jaws,|| 25|
|Sho sign o rain, rain, rain!|
|When da frogs done changed his yaller vest,|
|An in his brown suit he is dressed,|
|Mo rain, an still mo rain!|
|When you notice da air it stares stock still,|| 30|
|An da blackbirds voice it gits so awful shrill,|
|Dat am da time fuh rain.|
|When yo dog quits bones an begins to fas,|
|An when you see him eatin; hes eatin grass:|
|Shoes, trues, certnes sign ob rain!|| 35|
No, Brother Simmons, we kin safely say,
|Taint gwine tuh be no rain to-day,|
|Kase da sut aint fallin an da dogs aint sleep,|
|An you aint seen no spiders fum dare cobwebs creep;|
|Las night da sun went bright to bed,|| 40|
|An da moon aint nevah once been seen to hang her head;|
|If youse watched all dis, den you kin safely say,|
|Dat dare aint a-gwine to be no rain to-day.|