Uncle Peter's Over Confidence

Well I hain't gwine to worry,
Ner I hain't gwine to frown!
De Wintah's dun flew'd,
An' de Spring's come eroun'.

Let's dance an' frolic
To de banjo an' de fiddle!
Come on, Sistah Susan,
Won't yo' join me jes' er little?

I know I hain't young,
Lak once erpon er time,
When I could hop er picket fencin',
Thought I'se doin' nuffin, fine.

But de soopleness an' life
Hain't lef' dis ol' frame yet!
So come. on, Sistah Susan,
Let's dance de fo'ks er set.

Doan' stan' back lak dat
An' er ac'in' shy dat way;
When de sun's er shinin'
Am de time to den make hay!

I hope dat yo' hain't 'barrassed;
Yo's too ol' de fo'ks all know;
Come on, sho' yo' feddahs—
Yo' might ketch er nuddah beau.

Yo' hain't done er thing,
Swing de ol' man 'roun' some mo'!
Dat's er li'l' better.,
Keep de middle ub de flo'!

Oh! Mah! Sistah Susan,
Hain't yo' gittin' mos' too fas'?
Hol' on jes' er momen'—
Gimme li'l time to gasp!

Hesh yo' mouf hyar ol' man,
Yo' jes' said I wasn't doin' er thing!
Doan' yo' dah to slacken
Drap yo' hol' erpon mah wing!

Yo' want to make er fool
Out ub me hyar befo' dis crowd?
Oh, no! Dis whole crowd knows
Dat ol' Aunt Susan am too proud!

Look hyar, Sistah Susan,
Bof ub us belongs to church;
Let's jes' stop er minute—
Thoo de Bible make er search.

Let's hab li'l prayer
Ef yo' doan' think yo' will mine,
De debbil's made us sin,
Step erside de Christian line.

Church? Why, look hyar, ol' man!
Whut de Lawd yo' tawkin' bout?
We nebbah had de liggun;
De debbil nebah was us out!

Yo' nat'ly laks to holler,
An' I nat'ly laks to shout!
Come on, ol' man, once mo'
Let us step er nuddah bout!