Used to run the muley saw down to Hopkins
mill,
—Allus euttin’ ding-does up—a master curis
pill!
Once the chaps that tended sluice stood upon a
log,
Got to argyin’ this and that, suthin’ ’bout a dog.
Clean forgot to start the log a-goin’ up the
sluice,
But shook their fists and hollered round and spit