Oh, my little Sadie Sue, I's a-serenadin' you -- Fer you's de onliest lady-love o' mine; De White Folk's dance done over, I has still a chune er two Below your winder's mohnin'-glory-vine. Your good ole mammy's gyarden is, fer shore, a ha'nted place, Dis midnight whilse I's cropin' 'mongst de bloom; Yit de moon dah 'bove de chimbly ain' no fairer dan de face What's hidin' 'hind de curtain o' your room. @3Chorus@1 Den wake, my colored blonde with eyes o' blue, An' lips ez red ez roses renshed with dew; Yo' hair ez fair an' fine Ez de skeins o' June sunshine, My little, light-complected Sadie Sue! In de "Gran's" old dinin'-hall, playin' fer de White Folk's ball, I watch deir pick o' ladies ez dey glide, An' says I, "My Sadie Sue she 'ud shorely best you all Ef she 'uz here a-waltzin' by my side!" Den I laugh all to myse'f-like, ez I swipe de twangin' strings An' shet my eyes in sweetest dreams o' you, -- Fer you're my heart's own music dat forever beats an' sings -- My soul's own serenade -- my Sadie Sue! @3Chorus@1 Den wake, my colored blonde with eyes o' blue, An' lips ez red ez roses renshed with dew; Yo' hair ez fair an' fine Ez de skeins o' June sunshine, My little, light-complected Sadie Sue! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A GLEAM OF SUNSHINE by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW ON LAYING THE CORNER-STONE OF THE BUNKER HILL MOMUMENT by JOHN PIERPONT NATALIA'S RESURRECTION: 29 by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT THE SECOND ANTEMASQUE by ELIZABETH BRACKLEY ASOLANDO: BEATRICE SIGNORINI by ROBERT BROWNING GLIMPSES OF ITALY: 1. IN AN ITALIAN HILL TOWN by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON THE COMING OF THE WORDS by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON OBSERVATIONS IN THE ART OF ENGLISH POESY: 14. TROCHAIC VERSE: THE TENTH EPIGRAM by THOMAS CAMPION |