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Lyrics of Love and Laughter 

Don' you know de sin it is 
Fu' to git my temper riz
W'en I'S got de rheumatiz 
An' my jints is lockin'?

No, ol' Miss ain't sont you down, 
Don' you tell no story; 
I been seed you hangin' 'roun'
Dis hyeah te'itory. 
You des come fu' me to tell 
You a tale, an' I ain' -well-
Look hyeah, what is dat I smell? 
Steamin' victuals? Glory! 

Come in, Missy, how you do? 
Come up by de fiah, 
I was jokin', chile, wid you; 
Bring dat basket nighah.
Huh uh, ain' dat lak ol' Miss, 
Sen'in' me a feas' lak dis? 
Rheumatiz cain't stop my bliss, 
Case I's feelin spryah. 

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