Dat I reckon cain't be beat
Wen we set down at de table
To a unskun possum's meat!
ON THE ROAD
I 's boun' to see my gal to-night—
Oh, lone de way, my dearie!
De moon ain't out, de stars ain't bright—
Oh, lone de way, my dearie!
Dis hoss o' mine is pow'ful slow,
But when I does git to yo' do'