An' it's fine to see de meat a-sizzlin' teasin'-lak an' hot.
But when suppah time is ovah an' de things is cl'ared away,
Den de happy hours dat foller are de sweetes' ob de day.
When my co'n-cob pipe is sta'ted, an' de smoke is drawin' prime,
My ole 'ooman says, "I reckon, Ike, it's candle-lightin' time."
Den de chillun snuggle up to me and all commence to call,
"Oh, say, daddy, now it's time to make de shadders on de wall."
So I puts my han's togethah—evah daddy knows de way—
An' de chillun snuggle closer roun' es I begin to say,
"Fus thing, hyeah come mistah Rabbit, don' you see him wuk his eahs?