For de wool dat he shave off his head
Would make a bery good feather bed;
White folk treat de nigger well
Il dey do not cut too great a swell,
And talk about amalgamation,
Disgustin'ting to cbery nation,
An Indian hoosier came to town.
He swalled a molasses hogshead down.
The loops flew off and de hogshead bust
A n'he went up in a thunder gust.
Tucker was a nice ole man,
He used to ride on a steam engine;
One night he laid across de track,
An de locomotive came and broke his back.
THE OLD JAWBONE.
De jawbone hung ober log-hut fire—
Jawbone de ting I most admire,
And when at night my work am done
Jawbone an I can hab some fun.
Dance jowbone wid your turkey too,
Neber mind my looking at you.
I neber make dat jawbone swing,
But all de bells begin to ring,
But if I cut a caper or two,
Jawbone always dances too.
Danec, etc.
Jawbone and Joe will neber part,
Jawbone always in my heart;
For my old fader gabe it me,
As a genwine jawbone legacy,
Dance. etc.
