Why, Maria, if you look close ye can see jes' where the ants crawl in and out. |
But, Hagar, ye can't do nuffin but jes' trust de Lord, nohow. |
Dey march 'round de table, jes' scoopin' up meat and 'taters and grabbin' cornpone right and left. |
He weren't no farmer, jes' truck farm to raise de livin' for he household and slaves. |
Der's plenty mo,' jes' as good and better, too, and you'll meck her sorry some day. |
I was jes' finkin' I was wiz her, and she was divin' me somefin' dood to eat. |