When but a little toddlin thing, I’th’ heather sweet shoo’d play, An like a fay on truant wing, Shoo’d rammel far away; An even butterflees wod come

Aw’ve been laikin for ommost eight… An’ aw can’t get a day’s wark to d… Aw’ve trailed abaght th’ streets w… An’ aw’ve worn mi clog-soils ommos… Aw’ve a wife an’ three childer at…

Who’d be a slave, when Freedom sm… To strike the gyves from of his fe… Who’d be a slave, and cringe, and… And kiss the hand that steals his… Behold the bird that flits from bo…

Young Billy Bumble bowt a pig, Soa aw’ve heeard th’ neighbors say… An monny a mile he had to trig One sweltin’ summer day; But Billy didn’t care a fig,

Tha’rt a rough en;—aye tha art,—an… Just as ready. Tha ne’er lived as… Aw can tell. Ther’s noa mistress weshed thi ski… Net mich pettin; kicks an cuffins…

Es ta seen ahr Mary’s bonnet It’s a stunner an’ nooa mistak! Yeller ribbons, yeller rooases An’ a gurt big feather dahn t’back Ah Mary went ter chu’ch last Sund…

‘Another day will follow this,’ Ah,—that shall sewerly be, But th’ day 'at dawns to-morn, my… May nivver dawn for thee, This day is thine, soa use it weel…

Little childer,—little childer; Harken to an old man’s ditty; Tho yo live ith’ country village,— Tho yo live ith’ busy city. Aw’ve a little tale to tell yo,—

Wod yo leead a happy life? Aw can show yo ha,— Get a true an lovin wife,— (Yo may have one nah.) If yo have, remember this,

Aw’ve been laiking for ommost eigh… An’ aw can’t get a day’s wark to d… Aw’ve trailed abaht th’ streets wo… An’ aw’ve worn mi clog-soils ommos… Aw’ve a wife and three childer at…

Wheear is thi daddy, boy? Wheear… What are ta’ crying’ for, poor lit… Dry up thi peepies, pet, wipe thi… Tears on thy little cheeks seem ou… What do they call thi, lad? Tell…

Aw nivver rammel mich abaat, Aw’ve summat else to do; But yet aw think, withaat a daat, Aw’ve seen a thing or two. One needn’t leeav his native shoor…

When rich fowk are feastin, an poo… Ther’s summat 'at connot be reight… Wol one lot are cheerin, another l… For want ov sufficient to ait. Ther must be a screw lawse i’th’ s…

Why lad, awm sewer tha’rt ommost d… This ovvertime is killin; ‘Twor allus soa sin th’ world begu… They put o’ them at’s willin. Tha’s ne’er a neet to call thi own…

God bless ivery one raand yor tabl… Wi’ plenty to ait an’ to spare; God bless yo an’ mak yo all able To enjoy what may fall to yor shar… God bless yo wi health an’ wi rich…