VOICE OF SPITEFUL OLD WOMAN.
Daisy wasn’t here then.
ANOTHER VOICE.
(Teasingly) All you got to do to some men is to shake a skirt tail in their face and they goes off their head.
DAVE.
(To JIM who is still tuning up) Come if you’re comin’boy, let’s go if you gwine. (The full melody of the guitar comes out in a lively, old-fashioned tune.)
VOICE.
All right now, boys, do it for Daisy jus’ as good as you do for dem white folks over in Maitland.
DAVE & JIM.
(Beginning to sing)
Got on the train,
Didn’t have no fare,
But I rode some,
I rode some.
Got on the train,
Didn’t have no fare,
But I rode some,
But I rode some.
Got on the train,
Didn’t have no fare,
Conductor asked me what I’m doin’there,
But I rode some!
Grabbed me by the neck
And led me to the door.
But I rode some,
But I rode some.
Grabbed me by the neck
And led me to the door.
But I rode some,
But I rode some.
Grabbed me by the neck,
And led me to the door.
Rapped me cross the head with a forty-four,
But I rode some.
First thing I saw in jail
Was a pot of peas.
But I rode some,
But I rode some.
First thing I saw in jail
Was a pot of peas.
But I rode some,
But I rode some.
The peas was good,
The meat was fat,
Fell in love with the chain gang jus’ for that,
But I rode some.
(DAVE acts out the song in dancing pantomime and when it ends there are shouts and general exclamations of approval from the crowd.)
VOICES.
I don’t blame them white folks for goin’crazy ’bout that….
OLD MAN.
Oh, when I was a young boy I used to swing the gals round on that piece.