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My liddle red hen hatch fifty red chicks In dat liddle ole nes' of huckleberry sticks. Wid one mo' drink, ev'y chick'll make two! Come, bring it on, Honey, an' let's git through. |
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RATION DAY
Dat ration day come once a week, Ole Mosser's rich as Gundy; But he gives us 'lasses all de week, An' buttermilk fer Sund'y.
Ole Mosser give me a pound o' meat. I e't it all on Mond'y; Den I e't 'is 'lasses all de week. An' buttermilk fer Sund'y.
Ole Mosser give me a peck o' meal, I fed and cotch my tucky; But I e't dem 'lasses all de week, An' buttermilk fer Sund'y.
Oh laugh an' sing an' don't git tired. We's all gwine home, some Mond'y, To de honey ponds an' fritter trees; An' ev'ry day'11 be Sund'y.
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