JIM Ahm goin too—git you uh great big ole turkey-rooster. (Dave takes a step or two towards left exit).
DAISY Jim, aint you gointer knock off a li'l tune fo' you go? Ahm lonesome for some music.
(Dave stops in his tracks and looks wistful. Jim sets down the shells on the bench and picks up his box with a swagger and tunes a bit.)
WALTER
Georgy Buck!
JIM (Plays the air thru once then starts to sing. Dave leans his gun against the fence and stands there.)
1.
Georgy Buck is dead, last word he said
I don't want no shortenin in my bread.
2.
Rabbit on de log—Aint got no dog
How am I goin git him, God knows.
(Dave walks on back near the step, and begins to buck a wing. Daisy comes down the step admiring both the playing and the dancing. All the men goin in singing and clapping)
3.
Rabbit on de log—aint got no dog
Shoot him wid my rifle, bam! bam!
4.
Oh Georgie Buck is dead, last word he said
Never let a woman have her way