"Old Bob White"

Old Bob White's a funny bird!--

  Funniest you ever heard!--

    Hear him whistle,--"Old--Bob--_White_!"

  You can hear him, clean from where

  He's 'way 'crosst the wheat-field there,

  Whistlin' like he didn't care--

            "Old-Bob-_White_!"

  Whistles alluz ist the same--

  So's we won't fergit his name!--

    Hear him say it?--"Old--Bob--_White_!"

  _There!_ he's whizzed off down the lane--

  Gone back where his folks is stayin'--

  Hear him?--There he goes again,--

            "Old--Bob--_White_!"

  When boys ever tries to git

  Clos't to him--how quick he'll quit

    Whistlin' his "Old-Bob--_White_!"

  "_Whoo-rhoo-rhoo!_" he's up an' flew,

  Ist a-purt'-nigh skeerin' you

  Into fits!--'At's what he'll do.--

            "Old-Bob--_White_!"

  Wunst our Hired Man an' me,

  When we drove to Harmony,

    Saw one, whistlin' "Old--Bob--_White_!"

  An' we drove _wite clos't_, an' I

  Saw him an' he didn't fly,--

  Birds likes horses, an' that's why.

            "Old--Bob--_White_!"

  One time, Uncle Sidney says,

  Wunst he rob' a Bob White's nes'

    Of the eggs of "Old Bob White";

  Nen he hatched 'em wiv a hen

  An' her little chicks, an' nen

  They ist all flewed off again!

            "Old--Bob--_White_!"