Jes ’cause he hadn’t ort to?”—
And so straight on, dad-libitum,
Tel all of us feels, someway,
Jes like our “comp’ny” wuz the best
When we git up to come ’way!
That’s why I like old friends like you,—
Jes ’cause you’re so abidin’.—
Ef I wuz built to live “fer keeps,”
My principul residin’
Would be amongst the folks ’at kep’