An’ willin’ to dance an’ keep in time.
Clara. Ichabod, say you love me still,
And neber go back on your sugar plum.
[They clasp.
Ike. Forgib me, honey, an’ take me to your bosom,
For what we did was all in fun.
R. & C. Den join us in de song and dance,
Whenever you may come around.
All. We’ll drive dull care by slinging our shoe,
For dat is where we all grab ground.