3. Rabbit on de log--aint got no dog Shoot him wid my rifle, bam! bam! 4. Oh Georgie Buck is dead, last word he said Never let a woman have her way (The tempo rises. As Dave does a good break he brings up directly in front of Daisy. He grabs her and swings her into a slow drag. The porch cheers. Jim stops abruptly. (Enter two women, right and hurry up to the porch) 1st WOMAN (LULU) Don't stop, Jim! Hit dat box a couple mo' licks so some of dese men kin scorch us in de store and treat us. JIM Aw, I dont feel lak no playin. DAVE (Grinning triumphantly) Ahm gone dis time to git dat turkey. Daisy run tell yo' ma to put on de hot water kittle (He exits left with gun on shoulder) DAISY Oh lemme see if I got a letter in de postoffice (She exits into store) JIM He better git for home fore ah bust dis box over his head. 2nd WOMAN (Jenny) (Grabbing Lige) Aw, don't worry bout Dave Carter. Play us some music so I kin make Lige buy me some soda water. (She is playfully dragging Lige towards the door). Jenny you grab Walter. (Walter makes a break to jump off the porch and run. The woman catches him and there is a very gay bit of tussling as the men are dragged towards the door) 1st WOMAN (Miss Lulu) I bet if this was Daisy, they'd uh done halted inside and toted out half de store. JENNY Yeah. (gets Walter to the door) Everything you hear is Daisy, Daisy, Daisy! Just cause she got a walk on her like she done gone crazy thru de hips! (Yanks Walter into the door) Yeah, y'all goin treat us. Come on! WALTER Yeah, but Daisy's uh young pullet and you gittin gray headed. JENNY Thank God I aint gray elsewhere! Come right on. You gointer buy me some soda water nigger. (to Jim) Play us some music, Jim, so we kin grand march up to de counter. JIM I can't play nothin--mad as I is. I'm one minute to boilin and two minutes to steam. I smell blood! MISS LULU You don't want to fight, do you? JIM Sho do. You aint never seen a Weston yet dat wouldn't fight, have you? LIGE Thats whut they all got run outa town for--fightin. (Calls into store) Hey, Joe, give Jenny and Lulu some soda water and ground peas on me so they'll turn us loose. (to Jim) Yeah, y'all Westons blieves in fightin. JIM Ahd ruther get run out for fightin than to be uh coward. (He slings the guitar round his neck an' picks up his box of shells.) Well, Ah reckon Ah'll go git Daisy her turkey cause she sho wont git none less Ah go git it. Here come Elder Simms anyhow now taint no mo' pickin de box. (to Daisy) Don't git lonesome whilst Ahm gone. (Enter Daisy from the store smiling, and walks down to where Jim is standing) DAISY Whuts all dis talk about fightin? JIM Lige throwin it up to me bout all my folks been run outa town for fightin. But I don't keer! DAISY Mah mouf done got lonesome already. Buy me some chewing gum to keep mah mouf comp'ny till y'all gits back wid dat turkey.