Bruddah Mocking Bird, Yo’s moighty lazy. Yo’ doan’ do nufin’ But sing dat song, Till de daylight’s gone An’ de night cum ’long. Er coon has got to hoe an’ hoe, Till de sinkin’ sun Tells de day to go. Lawd, but yo’ sing So pow’ful sweet! Perched up dah, In yo’ leafy seat. Is yo’ lonesum? Does yo’ hea’t feel sad? ’Pears to me Dat yo’ soul feels glad. Ez Ise wockin’ hard, Sweet ez de cloveah Yo’ song Floats obeah, Way in de co’nfield Whah de medlark sings, Up in de bough Ub de tree it clings. Yo’ nebah wock But yo’ bread is sho’, Out in de yahd; ’Fo’ ebbry do’, Sum kine han’ Th’ows de little crum! Kaze dey kno’ fo’ sho’ Dat yo’ boun’ to cum. De good Samaritan Part dey play. Let yo’ go ’way? Hungry? No! Dey nebah wood, Kase de Lawd wood say Dat dey wasn’t good. I kinedah lak To hyeah yo’ sing, Ef yo’ is too lazy To flop yo’ wing, Sing on, Fill de worl’ wid song. I mus’ be gittin’ Mah wock er long. PO’ LI’L’ RASTUS. Little Rastus feelin’ blue— Po’ li’l’ Rastus! Out o’ sorts an’ gloomy, too! Po’ li’l’ Rastus! Broke his little hobby hoss. Makes de little fellah cross. Doan’ cry, honey, ’tain’ much loss. Po’ li’l’ Rastus! He jes’ wo’ out, rompin’ ’roun’, Po’ li’l’ Rastus! Git up, honey, fum de groun’. Po’ li’l’ Rastus! Look ee dah, dun spiled yo’ dress, An’ it am yo’ Sunday bes’, Now hain’t yo’ er poody mess! Po’ li’l’ Rastus! Whut dat stickin’ on yo’ han’? Po’ li’l’ Rastus! Yo’ bin in de ’lasses can. Po’ li’l’ Rastus! Whut dat whut de Bible say ’Bout de chile dat steal dat ’way? He’ll go whah de bad man stay! Po’ li’l’ Rastus! Dat ol’ bad man am er sight. Po’ li’l’ Rastus! Cum er sneakin’ ’roun’ at night. Po’ li’l’ Rastus! Cum an’ koch yo’ when yo’ sleep, Den he take er great big leap! Down er hol’ dat’s way down deep! Po’ li’l’ Rastus! Cum hyeah, little wooly head. Po’ li’l’ Rastus! Gwine to tuck yo’ way to bed. Po’ li’l’ Rastus! Look ee dah, de day dun gone! Shaddahs streamin’ th’ew de co’n, Sleep until de sunlight dawn! Po’ li’l’ Rastus! SAMBO’S RAIN PHILOSOPHY. Whut’s de use o’ raisin’ ’Bout de weddah, cain? Kase dey’s wid de sunshine Mixed in clouds an’ rain; Jes’ ez well be lafin’, ’Joicin’ in yo’ soul. Frettin’ an’ er stewin’ Makes yo’ gray an’ ol’. Mussen’ ’spec’ to allus Git things jes’ yo’ way. Keep yo’ eye kock’d open On er beddah day. Learn to ’cep’ de weddah Ez de Lawd control, In time will be shinin’ Sunshine bright an’ gold.