Like uh feather we’ll float, in meh gum-tree canoe.
“Wid meh hands on de banjo an’ toe on de oar,
I sing ter de soun’ ub de ribber’s sorf roar;
While de stars dey look down at meh Ju-la so true,
An’ dance in huh eye in meh gum-tree canoe.
Singin’ row away row, o’er de watahs so blue,
Like uh feather we’ll float, in my gum-tree canoe.”
“Billy, dat’s lubly; kyant you sing jes’ one mo’ song befo’ I puts de butter on dese sorf crabs?”
“Yes’m!”
“Sometimes I libs on de fat ub de lan;