‘ LONG TO'DS NIGHT

Daih‘ s a moughty soothin’ feelin’

Hits a dahky man,

‘ Long to'ds night.

W'en de row is mos’ nigh ended,

Den he stops to fan,

‘ Long to'ds night.

De blue smoke f'om his cabin is a-callin’ to him “Come;”

He smell de bacon cookin’, an’ he hyeah de fiah hum;

An’ he‘ mence to sing,‘ dough wo'kin’ putty nigh done made him dumb,

‘ Long to'ds night.

Wid his hoe erpon his shouldah

Den he goes erlong,

‘ Long to'ds night.

An’ he keepin’ time a-steppin’

Wid a little song,

‘ Long to'ds night.

De restin’ - time‘ s a-comin’, an’ de time to drink an’ eat;

A baby's toddlin’ to'ds him on hits little dusty feet,

An’ a-goin’ to'ds his cabin, an’ his suppah‘ s moughty sweet,

‘ Long to'ds night.

Daih his Ca'line min’ de kettle,

Rufus min’ de chile,

‘ Long to'ds night;

An’ de sweat roll down his forred,

Mixin’ wid his smile,

‘ Long to'ds night.

He toss his piccaninny, an’ he hum a little chune;

De wokin’ all is ovah, an’ de suppah comin’ soon;

De wo'kin’ time‘ s Decembah, but de restin’ time is June,

‘ Long to'ds night.

Dey‘ s a kin’ o’ doleful feelin’,

Hits a tendah place,

‘ Long to'ds night;

Dey‘ s a moughty glory in him

Shinin’ thoo his face,

Long to'ds night.

De cabin‘ s lak de big house, an’ de fiah's lak de sun;

His wife look moughty lakly, an’ de chile de puttiest one;

W'y, hit‘ s blessid, jes’ a-livin’ w'en a body's wo'k is done.

‘ Long to'ds night.