III. Corn-shucking Song · page 21 2101Lemme git by, En see w'at she mean by de cut er dat eye!102Ho my Riley! better shet dat do'-- De w'ite folks 'll bleeve we er t'arin up de flo'.103Den it's ho my Riley!104Come a siftin' up ter me!105En it's hi my rinktum!106Dis de way ter twis' yo' knee!107Hi my rinktum!108Ain't de eas' gittin' red?109De squinch owl shiver like he wanter go ter bed; Ho my Riley! but de gals en de boys, Des now gittin' so dey kin sorter make a noise.110Hi my rinktum! let de yaller gal lone; Niggers don't hanker arter sody in de pone.111Den it's hi my rinktum!112Better try anudder plan; An' it's ho my Riley!113Trot out Miss Dilsey Ann!114Ho my Riley!115In de happy Chris'mus time De niggers shake der cloze a huntin' for a dime.116Hi my rinktum!117En den dey shake der feet, En greaze derse'f wid de good ham meat.118Ho my Riley! dey eat en dey cram, En bimeby ole Miss 'll be a sendin' out de dram.119Den it's ho my Riley!120You hear dat, Sam!121En it's hi my rinktum!122Be a sendin' out de dram!123VI.124PLANTATION PLAY-SONG (PUTNAM COUNTY--1856.)125HIT'S a gittin' mighty late, w'en de Guinny-hins squall, En you better dance now, ef you gwineter dance a tall, Fer by dis time termorrer night you can't hardly crawl, Kaze you'll hatter take de hoe ag'in en likewise de maul-- Don't you hear dat bay colt a kickin' in his stall?126Stop yo' humpin' up yo' sho'lders do!127Dat'll never do!128Hop light, ladies, Oh, Miss Loo!129Hit takes a heap er scrougin' For ter git you thoo-- Hop light, ladies, Oh, Miss Loo!130Ef you niggers don't watch, you'll sing anudder chune, Fer de sun'll rise'n ketch you ef you don't be mighty soon; En de stars is gittin' paler, en de ole gray coon Is a settin' in de grape-vine a watchin' fer de moon.131W'en a feller comes a knockin' Des holler--Oh, shoo!132Hop light, ladies, Oh, Miss Loo!133Oh, swing dat yaller gal!134Do, boys, do!135Hop light, ladies, Oh, Miss Loo!136Oh, tu'n me loose!137Lemme 'lone!138Go way, now!139W'at you speck I come a dancin' fer ef I dunno how?140Deze de ve'y kinder footses w'at kicks up a row; Can't you jump inter de middle en make yo' gal a bow?141Look at dat merlatter man A follerin' up Sue; Hop light, ladies, Oh, Miss Loo!142De boys ain't a gwine W'en you cry boo hoo-- Hop light, ladies, Oh, Miss Loo!1 2← previousII. Camp-meeting Song *next → a Plantation Chant ↑ back to Uncle Remus, His Songs and His SayingsThis page in Markdown → https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg2306/41/page/2/