“How did you rest, last night?” —
I've heard my gran'pap say
Them words a thousand times — that's right —
Jes them words thataway!
As punctchul-like as morning dast
To ever heave in sight
Gran'pap‘ ud allus haf to ast —
“How did you rest, last night?”
Us young-uns used to grin,
At breakfast, on the sly,
And mock the wobble of his chin
And eyebrows belt so high
And kind: “How did you rest, last night?”
We'd mumble and let on
Our voices trimbled, and our sight
Was dim, and hearin’ gone.
Bad as I used to be,
All I'm a-wantin’ is
As puore and ca'm a sleep fer me
And sweet a sleep as his!
And so I pray, on Jedgment Day
To wake, and with its light
See his face dawn, and hear him say —
“How did you rest, last night?”