Lawd, ain’t gonna rain.[3]
[3] Musical notation will be found in [Chapter XIV].
In addition to the poetic imagery in this seemingly unconscious motor-minded product, one may glimpse evidences of simple everyday experience, wishful thought, childlike faith, workaday stolidity, physical satisfaction, and subtle humor. But he can find still more humor and experience, with a good bit of metaphor thrown in for good measure, in the “feet rollin’” stanza of another wanderer’s song of the road:
I done walk till,
Lawd, I done walk till
Feet’s gone to rollin’,
Jes’ lak a wheel,
Lawd, jes’ lak a wheel.
Resourcefulness, humor, defense mechanism, imagination, all might be found in the spectacle of a group of Negroes singing over and over again on a hot July day the refreshing lines,
Oh, next winter gonna be so cold,