Hungry rooster don't cackle w'en he fine a wum |
I am in the prime of my senility |
Lazy folk's stummucks don't git tired |
Licker talks mighty loud w'en it gits loose from de jug |
Oh, war shill we go w'en de great day comes, / Wid be blowin' er de trumpits en de bangin' er de drums? / How many po' sinners'll be kotched out late / En find no latch ter de golden gate? |
Watch out when you're getting all you want. Fattening hogs ain't in luck. |
You do de pulling', Sis Cow, en I'll do de gruntin |