A SOUTHERN LULLABY

Little honey baby, shet yo’ eyes up tight;—

( Shadow-man is comin’ from de moon! ) —

You's as sweet as roses if dey is so pink an white;

( Shadow-man‘ ll get here mighty soon. )

Little honey baby, keep yo’ footses still!—

( Rocky-bye, oh, rocky, rocky-bye! )

Hush yo’ now, an listen to dat lonesome whippo’ - will;

Do n't yo’ fix yo’ lip an start to cry.

Little honey baby, stop dat winkin’ quick!;

( Hear de hoot-owl in de cotton-wood! )

Yess — I sees yo’ eyes adoin’ dat dere triflin’ trick —

( He gets chillun if dey is n't good. )

Little honey baby, what yo’ think yo’ see?—

( Sister keep on climbin’ to de sky —)

Dat's a June bug — it aint got no stinger, lak a bee —

( Reach de glory city by an by. )

Little honey baby, what yo’ skeery at?—

( Go down, Moses — down to Phar-e-oh,) —

No — dat is n't nuffin but a furry fly-round bat;—

( Say, he'd betta let dose people go. )

Little honey baby, yo’ is all ma own,—

Deed yo’ is.— Yes,— dat's a fia-fly;—

If I did n't hab yo’ — reckon I'd be all alone;

( Rocky-bye — oh, rocky, rocky-bye. )

Little honey baby, shet yo’ eyes up tight;—

( Shadow man is comin’ from de moon,)

You's as sweet as roses, if dey is so pink and white;

( Shadow-man‘ ll get here mighty soon. )