PONCHUS PILUT
Ponchus Pilutustto beIst aSlave, an’ now he’sfree.Slaves wuz on’y ist beforeThe War wuz—an’ain’tno more.He works on our place fer us,—An’ comes here—sometimeshe does.He shocks corn an’ shucks it.—An’He makes hominy “by han’!”—Wunst he bringed us some, one trip,Tied up in a piller-slip:Pa says, when Ma cooked it, “My!This-here’s gooder’n youbuy!”Ponchuspatsfer me an’ sings;An’ he saysfunnythings!Ponchus calls a dish a “deesh”—Yes, an’hecalls fishes “feesh”!When Ma want him eat wiv usHe says, “’Skuse me—’deed you mus’!—Ponchus know’ good manners, Miss.—He ain’ eat wher’ White-folks is!”’Lindy takeshisdinner outWher’ he’s workin’—roun’ about.—Wunst he et his dinner spreadIn our ole wheelborry-bed.Ponchus Pilutsays “’at’snotHisrightname,—an’ done fergotWhat hissho’-’nuffname is now—An’ don’ matter nonenohow!”Yes, an’ Ponchus he’ps Pa, too,When ourbutcherin’sto do,An’ scalds hogs—an’ says, “Take care’Bout it, er you’llset the hair!”Yes, an’ out in our back-yardHe he’ps ’Lindy rendur lard;An’, wite in the fire there, heRoast’ a pigtail wunst fer me.—An’ ist nen th’ole tavurn-bellRung, down-town, an’ he says, “Well!—Hear dat!Lan’ o’ Caanan, Son,Ain’t dat bell say ‘Pigtail done!’—‘Pigtail done!Go call Son!—Tell datChile datPigtail done!’”
Ponchus Pilutustto beIst aSlave, an’ now he’sfree.Slaves wuz on’y ist beforeThe War wuz—an’ain’tno more.He works on our place fer us,—An’ comes here—sometimeshe does.He shocks corn an’ shucks it.—An’He makes hominy “by han’!”—Wunst he bringed us some, one trip,Tied up in a piller-slip:Pa says, when Ma cooked it, “My!This-here’s gooder’n youbuy!”Ponchuspatsfer me an’ sings;An’ he saysfunnythings!Ponchus calls a dish a “deesh”—Yes, an’hecalls fishes “feesh”!When Ma want him eat wiv usHe says, “’Skuse me—’deed you mus’!—Ponchus know’ good manners, Miss.—He ain’ eat wher’ White-folks is!”’Lindy takeshisdinner outWher’ he’s workin’—roun’ about.—Wunst he et his dinner spreadIn our ole wheelborry-bed.Ponchus Pilutsays “’at’snotHisrightname,—an’ done fergotWhat hissho’-’nuffname is now—An’ don’ matter nonenohow!”Yes, an’ Ponchus he’ps Pa, too,When ourbutcherin’sto do,An’ scalds hogs—an’ says, “Take care’Bout it, er you’llset the hair!”Yes, an’ out in our back-yardHe he’ps ’Lindy rendur lard;An’, wite in the fire there, heRoast’ a pigtail wunst fer me.—An’ ist nen th’ole tavurn-bellRung, down-town, an’ he says, “Well!—Hear dat!Lan’ o’ Caanan, Son,Ain’t dat bell say ‘Pigtail done!’—‘Pigtail done!Go call Son!—Tell datChile datPigtail done!’”
Ponchus Pilutustto beIst aSlave, an’ now he’sfree.Slaves wuz on’y ist beforeThe War wuz—an’ain’tno more.
Ponchus Pilutustto be
Ist aSlave, an’ now he’sfree.
Slaves wuz on’y ist before
The War wuz—an’ain’tno more.
He works on our place fer us,—An’ comes here—sometimeshe does.He shocks corn an’ shucks it.—An’He makes hominy “by han’!”—
He works on our place fer us,—
An’ comes here—sometimeshe does.
He shocks corn an’ shucks it.—An’
He makes hominy “by han’!”—
Wunst he bringed us some, one trip,Tied up in a piller-slip:Pa says, when Ma cooked it, “My!This-here’s gooder’n youbuy!”
Wunst he bringed us some, one trip,
Tied up in a piller-slip:
Pa says, when Ma cooked it, “My!
This-here’s gooder’n youbuy!”
Ponchuspatsfer me an’ sings;An’ he saysfunnythings!Ponchus calls a dish a “deesh”—Yes, an’hecalls fishes “feesh”!
Ponchuspatsfer me an’ sings;
An’ he saysfunnythings!
Ponchus calls a dish a “deesh”—
Yes, an’hecalls fishes “feesh”!
When Ma want him eat wiv usHe says, “’Skuse me—’deed you mus’!—Ponchus know’ good manners, Miss.—He ain’ eat wher’ White-folks is!”
When Ma want him eat wiv us
He says, “’Skuse me—’deed you mus’!—
Ponchus know’ good manners, Miss.—
He ain’ eat wher’ White-folks is!”
’Lindy takeshisdinner outWher’ he’s workin’—roun’ about.—Wunst he et his dinner spreadIn our ole wheelborry-bed.
’Lindy takeshisdinner out
Wher’ he’s workin’—roun’ about.—
Wunst he et his dinner spread
In our ole wheelborry-bed.
Ponchus Pilutsays “’at’snotHisrightname,—an’ done fergotWhat hissho’-’nuffname is now—An’ don’ matter nonenohow!”
Ponchus Pilutsays “’at’snot
Hisrightname,—an’ done fergot
What hissho’-’nuffname is now—
An’ don’ matter nonenohow!”
Yes, an’ Ponchus he’ps Pa, too,When ourbutcherin’sto do,An’ scalds hogs—an’ says, “Take care’Bout it, er you’llset the hair!”
Yes, an’ Ponchus he’ps Pa, too,
When ourbutcherin’sto do,
An’ scalds hogs—an’ says, “Take care
’Bout it, er you’llset the hair!”
Yes, an’ out in our back-yardHe he’ps ’Lindy rendur lard;An’, wite in the fire there, heRoast’ a pigtail wunst fer me.—
Yes, an’ out in our back-yard
He he’ps ’Lindy rendur lard;
An’, wite in the fire there, he
Roast’ a pigtail wunst fer me.—
An’ ist nen th’ole tavurn-bellRung, down-town, an’ he says, “Well!—Hear dat!Lan’ o’ Caanan, Son,Ain’t dat bell say ‘Pigtail done!’
An’ ist nen th’ole tavurn-bell
Rung, down-town, an’ he says, “Well!—
Hear dat!Lan’ o’ Caanan, Son,
Ain’t dat bell say ‘Pigtail done!’
—‘Pigtail done!Go call Son!—Tell datChile datPigtail done!’”
—‘Pigtail done!
Go call Son!—
Tell dat
Chile dat
Pigtail done!’”