JOGGIN’ ERLONG

De da'kest hour, dey allus say,

Is des’ befo’ de dawn,

But it's moughty ha'd a-waitin’

W'ere de night goes frownin’ on;

An’ it's moughty ha'd a-hopin’

W'en de clouds is big an’ black,

An’ all de t'ings you‘ s waited fu’

Has failed, er gone to wrack —

But des’ keep on a-joggin’ wid a little bit o’ song,

De mo'n is allus brightah w'en de night's been long.

Dey‘ s lots o’ knocks you‘ s got to tek

Befo’ yo’ journey‘ s done,

An’ dey‘ s times w'en you‘ ll be wishin’

Dat de weary race was run;

W'en you want to give up tryin’

An’ des’ float erpon de wave,

W'en you do n't feel no mo’ sorrer

Ez you t'ink erbout de grave —

Den, des’ keep on a-joggin’ wid a little bit o’ song,

De mo'n is allus brightah w'en de night's been long.

De whup-lash sting a good deal mo’

De back hit‘ s knowed befo’,

An’ de burden‘ s allus heavies’

Whaih hits weight has made a so’;

Dey is times w'en tribulation

Seems to git de uppah han’

An’ to whip de weary trav'lah

‘ Twell he ai n't got stren'th to stan’ —

But des’ keep on a-joggin’ wid a little bit o’ song,

De mo'n is allus brightah w'en de night's been long.