WHO say my hea't ain't true to you? Dey bettah heish dey mouf. I knows I loves you thoo an' thoo In watah time er drouf. I wush dese people 'd stop dey talkin', Don't mean no mo' dan chicken's squawkin': I guess I knows which way I 's walkin', I knows de norf f'om souf. I does not love Elizy Brown, I guess I knows my min'. You allus try to tek me down Wid evaht'ing you fin'. Ef dese hyeah folks will keep on fillin' Yo' haid wid nonsense, an' you 's willin' I bet some day dey 'll be a killin' Somewhaih along de line. O' cose I buys de gal ice-cream, Whut else I gwine to do? I knows jes' how de t'ing 'u'd seem Ef I 'd be sho't wid you. On Sunday, you 's at chu'ch a-shoutin', Den all de week you go 'roun' poutin' -- I's mighty tiahed o' all dis doubtin', I tell you cause I 's true. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE FORESTERS: NATIONAL SONG by ALFRED TENNYSON THE HANDSOME KNIGHT by MUHAMMAD AL-MU'TAMID II THE OLD LINE FENCE by AMERICUS WELLINGTON BELLAW VERITAS by BERNICE BROWN BETTMAN IN AND OUT OF CHURCH by LOUISA SARAH BEVINGTON SHAKESPEARE TO HIS MIRROR by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON |