SPRING FEVER

Grass commence a-comin’

Thoo de thawin’ groun’,

Evah bird dat whistles

Keepin’ noise erroun’;

Cai n't sleep in de mo'nin’,

Case befo’ it‘ s light

Bluebird an’ de robin,

Done begun to fight.

Bluebird sass de robin,

Robin sass him back,

Den de bluebird scol’ him

‘ Twell his face is black.

Would n’ min’ de quoilin’

All de mo'nin’ long,

‘ Cept it wakes me early,

Case hit‘ s done in song.

Anybody wo'kin’

Wants to sleep ez late

Ez de folks‘ ll‘ low him,

An’ I wish to state

( Co'se dis ai n't to scattah,

But‘ twix’ me an’ you ),

I could stan’ de bedclothes,

Kin’ o’ latah, too.

‘ T ai n't my natchul feelin’,

Dis hyeah mopin’ spell.

I stan's early risin’

Mos'ly moughty well;

But de ve'y minute,

I feel Ap'il' s heat,

Bless yo’ soul, de bedclothes

Nevah seemed so sweet.

Mastah, he's a-scol'in’,

Case de han's is slow,

All de hosses balkin’,

Jes’ cai n't mek‘ em go.

Don’ know whut's de mattah,

Hit's a funny t'ing,

Less'n hit‘ s de fevah

Dat you gits in spring.