. Thoughts of Idle Hours . had another song About the Judgment day,And sinners plunged beneath that flood, Washed all their sins away. These new time tunes may be all right, For high-tone folks to sing;Id rather hear the old-time tunes, Like mother used to sing. 66 Thoughts of Idle Hours UNCLE JOSHUAS BIRTHDAY DIN-NER. News had spread throughout the town, About a birthday dinnerUncle Joshua Crow was going to have, And invite both saints and sinner. He didnt exactly know his age, He thought twas ninety-seven;He said hed have one great big time, Before he went to heaven. Uncle Joshua was a kind


. Thoughts of Idle Hours . had another song About the Judgment day,And sinners plunged beneath that flood, Washed all their sins away. These new time tunes may be all right, For high-tone folks to sing;Id rather hear the old-time tunes, Like mother used to sing. 66 Thoughts of Idle Hours UNCLE JOSHUAS BIRTHDAY DIN-NER. News had spread throughout the town, About a birthday dinnerUncle Joshua Crow was going to have, And invite both saints and sinner. He didnt exactly know his age, He thought twas ninety-seven;He said hed have one great big time, Before he went to heaven. Uncle Joshua was a kind old man, Well-known around the village;His trade was picking rags and bones, And other privileges. Everybody in the town Received an invitation;And all began at once to make Elaborate preparations. In fact the little town itself Was decorated grand;Ike Simms was there, And had on hand his pickaninny band. The festal day at last arrived, It surely was a pity;To see the folks crowd in that room From countryside and city. 67. Thoughts of Idle Hours Such shaking hands and bowing down, And great congratulations,Such crowds were never seen before, Not in this generation. Uncle Joshua greeted them, one and all,Hypocrites, saints and sinners; When all had had their turn at him,He invited them out to dinner. The table man! Dont say a word! Was loaded down with chicken;Young spring shote and opossum, too, And lobster still a-kicking. Cakes and pies, why sakes alive! Peanuts, dates and candy;Blackberry roll and peach preserves, Hush! a jug of apple brandy. Dinner oer they cleared the floor,That music sure was singing; Miss Dinah Diggs and Uncle JoshCome down the floor a-swinging. He swung Miss Dinah up and down,Uncle Joshuas feet were flying; And then he turned her round and round,Miss Dinah was almost crying. 69 Dinner oer they cleared the floor,That music sure was singing; Miss Dinnah Diggs and Uncle JoshCome down the floor a-swinging. Thoughts of Idle Hours The music played, the people


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