OUR TWO OPINIONS
By Eugene Field
Us two wuz boys when we fell out,—
Nigh to the age uv my youngest now;
Do n't rec'lect what't wuz about,
Some small deeff'rence, I'll allow.
Lived next neighbors twenty years,
A-hatin’ each other, me‘ nd Jim,—
He havin’ his opinyin uv me,
‘ Nd I havin’ my opinyin uv him.
Grew up together‘ nd would n't speak,
Courted sisters,‘ nd marr'd‘ em, too;
Tended same meetin’ - house oncet a week,
A-hatin’ each other through‘ nd through!
But when Abe Linkern asked the West
F'r soldiers, we answered,— me‘ nd Jim,—
He havin’ his opinyin uv me,
‘ Nd I havin’ my opinyin uv him.
But down in Tennessee one night
Ther’ wuz sound uv firin’ fur away,
‘ Nd the sergeant allowed ther’‘ d be a fight
With the Johnnie Rebs some time nex’ day;
‘ Nd as I wuz thinkin’ uv Lizzie‘ nd home
Jim stood afore me, long‘ nd slim,—
He havin’ his opinyin uv me,
‘ Nd I havin’ my opinyin uv him.
Seemed like we knew there wuz goin’ to be
Serious trouble f'r me‘ nd him;
Us two shuck hands, did Jim‘ nd me,
But never a word from me or Jim!
He went his way‘ nd I went mine,
‘ Nd into the battle's roar went we,—
I havin’ my opinyin uv Jim,
‘ Nd he havin’ his opinyin uv me.
Jim never come back from the war again,
But I ha’ n't forgot that last, last night
When, waitin’ f'r orders, us two men
Made up‘ nd shuck hands, afore the fight.
‘ Nd, after it all, it's soothin’ to know
That here I be‘ nd yonder's Jim,—
He havin’ his opinyin uv me,
‘ Nd I havin’ my opinyin uv him.