An', when he 'uz kissin' me
My good night, his cheeks' all wet
An' taste salty.—An' he held
Wite close to me an' rocked some
An' langhed-like—'til A'nty come
Git me while he's rockin' yet.
A'nty he'p me, 'til I be
Purt'-nigh strip-pud—nen hug me
In bofe arms an' lif' me 'way
Up in her high bed—an' pray