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Lyrics of Love and Laughter W'en de hick'ry chips is flyin', an' de log's been ca'ied erway Den hit's dang'ous to be roostin' nigh de groun'. Grin on, Isham! Sing on, da'kies! But I flop my wings an' go Fu' de sheltah of de ve'y highest tree, Fu' dey's too much close ertention-an' dey's too much fallin' snow- An' it's too nigh Chris'mus mo'nin' now fu' me. FISHING. W'EN I git up in de mo'nin' an' de clouds is big an' black, Dey's a kin' o' wa'nin' shivah goes a'scootin' down my back; Den I says to my ol' ooman ez I watchs down de lane, "Don't you so't o' reckon, Lizy, day we gwine to have some rain?" 27