WHAT WILL WE DO FOR BACON?

What will we do fer bacon now?

I'se shot, I'se shot de ole sandy sow!

She jumped de fence an' broke de rail; An'--"Bam!"--I shot her on de tail.

A LITTLE PICKANINNY

Me an' its mammy is both gwine to town, To git dis Pickaninny a liddle hat an' gown.

Don't you never let him waller on de flo'!

He's a liddle Pickaninny, Born in ole Virginy.

Mammy! Don't de baby grow?

Setch a eatin' o' de honey an' a drinkin' o' de wine!

We's gwine down togedder fer to have a good time; An' we's gwineter eat, an' drink mo' an' mo'.

Oh, sweet liddle [42]Pickaninny, Born in ole Virginy.

Mammy! How de baby grow!

[42] Pickanniny appears to have been an African word used by the early American slaves for the word baby.

[43]DON'T SING BEFORE BREAKFAST

Don't sing out 'fore Breakfast, Don't sing 'fore you eat, Or you'll cry out 'fore midnight, You'll cry 'fore you sleep.

[43] A superst.i.tion.

MY FOLKS AND YOUR FOLKS

If you an' yo' folks Likes me an' my folks, Lak me an' my folks, Likes you an' yo' folks; You's never seed folks, Since folks 'as been folks, Like you an' yo' folks, Lak me an' my folks.

LITTLE SLEEPING NEGROES

One liddle n.i.g.g.e.r a-lyin' in de bed; His eyes shet an' still, lak he been dead.

Two liddle n.i.g.g.e.rs a-lyin' in de bed; A-snorin' an' a-dreamin' of a table spread.

Three liddle n.i.g.g.e.rs a-lyin' in de bed; Deir heels cracked open lak shorten' bread.

Four liddle n.i.g.g.e.rs a-lyin' in de bed; Dey'd better hop out, if dey wants to git fed!

MAMMA'S DARLING

Wid flowers on my shoulders, An' wid slippers on my feet; I'se my mammy's darlin'.

Don't you think I'se sweet?

I wish I had a fourpence, Den I mought use a dime.

I wish I had a Sweetheart, To kiss me all de time.

I has apples on de table, An' I has peaches on de shelf; But I wish I had a husband-- I'se so tired stayin' to myself.

STEALING A RIDE

Two liddle n.i.g.g.e.r boys as black as tar, Tryin' to go to Heaben on a railroad chyar.

Off fall n.i.g.g.e.r boys on a cross-tie!

Dey's gwineter git to Heaben sh.o.r.e bye-an'-bye.

WASHING MAMMA'S DISHES

When I wus a liddle boy A-washin' my mammy's dishes, I rund my finger down my th'oat An' pulled out two big fishes!

When I wus a liddle boy A-wipin' my mammy's dishes, I sticked my finger in my eye An' I sho' seed liddle fishes.

De big fish swallowed dem all up!

It put me jes a-thinkin'.

All dem things looks awful cu'ous!

I wonder wus I drinkin'?

WILLIE WEE

Willie, Willie, Willie Wee!

One, two, three.

If you wanna kiss a pretty gal, Come kiss me.

ONE NEGRO THEME SUNG WITH "FROG WENT A-COURTING"

[music]

FROG WENT A-COURTING

De frog went a-co'tin', he did ride. Uh-huh! Uh-huh!

De frog went a-co'tin', he did ride Wid a sword an' a pistol by 'is side. Uh-huh! Uh-huh!

He rid up to Miss Mousie's do'. Uh-huh! Uh-huh!

He rid up to Miss Mousie's do', Whar he'd of'en been befo. Uh-huh! Uh-huh!

Says he: "Miss Mousie, is you in?" Uh-huh! Uh-huh!

Says he: "Miss Mousie, is you in?"

"Oh yes, Sugar Lump! I kyard an' spin." Uh-huh! Uh-huh!