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Paul Laurence Dunbar - A Back-Log Song
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De axes has been ringin` in de woods de blessid day,
    An` de chips has been a-fallin` fa` an` thick;
  Dey has cut de bigges` hick`ry dat de mules kin tote away,
    An` dey`s laid hit down and soaked it in de crik.
  Den dey tuk hit to de big house an` dey piled de wood erroun`
    In de fiah-place f`om ash-flo` to de flue,
  While ol` Ezry sta`ts de hymn dat evah yeah has got to soun`
    When de back-log fus` commence a-bu`nin` thoo.

  Ol` Mastah is a-smilin` on de da`kies f`om de hall,
  Ol` Mistus is a-stannin` in de do`,
  An` de young folks, males an` misses, is a-tryin`, one an` all,
    Fu` to mek us feel hit `s Chrismus time fu` sho`.
  An` ouah hea`ts are full of pleasure, fu` we know de time is ouahs
    Fu` to dance er do jes` whut we wants to do.
  An` dey ain`t no ovahseer an` no othah kind o` powahs
    Dat kin stop us while dat log is bu`nin thoo.

  Dey `s a-wokin` in de qua`tahs a-preparin` fu` de feas`,
    So de little pigs is feelin` kind o` shy.
  De chickens ain`t so trus`ful ez dey was, to say de leas`,
    An` de wise ol` hens is roostin` mighty high.
  You could n`t git a gobblah fu` to look you in de face--
    I ain`t sayin` whut de tu`ky `spects is true;
  But hit`s mighty dange`ous trav`lin` fu` de critters on de place
  F`om de time dat log commence a bu`nin` thoo.

  Some one`s tunin` up his fiddle dah, I hyeah a banjo`s ring,
    An`, bless me, dat`s de tootin` of a ho`n!
  Now dey `ll evah one be runnin` dat has got a foot to fling,
    An` dey `ll dance an` frolic on f`om now `twell mo`n.
  Plunk de banjo, scrap de fiddle, blow dat ho`n yo` level bes`,
    Keep yo` min` erpon de chune an` step it true.
  Oh, dey ain`t no time fu` stoppin` an` dey ain`t no time fu` res`,
    Fu` hit `s Chrismus an` de back-log `s bu`nin` thoo!
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