I mean nine thousan’ dolls. per ann.
Nine thousan’ more fer outfit,
An’ me to recommend a man
The place ’ould jest about fit.
I du believe in special ways
O’ prayin’ an’ convartin’;
The bread comes back in many days
An’ buttered, tu, fer sartin;—
I mean in preyin’ till one busts
On wut the party chooses,