“Sunshine on de medders,
Greenness on de way;
Dat‘ s de blessed reason
I sing all de day.”
Look hyeah! Whut you axin’?
Whut meks me so merry?
‘ Spect to see me sighin’
W'en hit's wa'm in Febawary?
‘ Long de stake an’ rider
Seen a robin set;
W'y hit‘ mence a-thawin’,
Groun’ is monst'ous wet.
Den you stan’ dah wond'rin’,
Lookin’ skeert an’ stary;
I's a right to caper
W'en hit's wa'm in Febawary.
Missis gone a-drivin’,
Mastah gone to shoot;
Ev'ry da'ky lazin’
In de sun to boot.
Qua'tah‘ s moughty pleasant,
Hangin’‘ roun’ my Mary;
Cou'tin’ boun’ to prospah
W'en hit's wa'm in Febawary.
Cidah look so pu'ty
Po'in’ f'om de jug —
Don’ you see it's happy?
Hyeah it laffin’ — glug?
Now's de time fu’ people
Fu’ to try an’ bury
All dey grief an’ sorrer,
W'en hit's wa'm in Febawary.