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He smiled at me and then he rubbed some dust out of his eye,

Because it made it water so, and said he used to know

A little girl up in his yard who used to smile just so;

And then I asked why don’t she now and then he said “You see—”

And then he rubbed his eye again and only smiled at me.

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SOME days my Pa is thist so cross

’At Ma, she snaps him off an’ said:

“I guess your father must ’a’ got

Up on th’ wrong side of th’ bed.”

An’ ’en Pa says he’d like to eat

Thist bread, he would, in peace once more;

An’ Ma, she bu’sts out cryin’ nen

An’ Pa goes out an’ slams th’ door—

An’ ’en I git a spankin’!

Thist ’fore he gits his breakfast, Pa

He never hardly speaks to us,

An’ Ma, she says it shames her so

T’ have him go an’ make a fuss

Before th’ girl. Pa, he don’t care,

An’ ’en he says—“Th’ girl be——!”

An’ Ma says—“Oh, t’ think he’d swear

Before his child!” Th’ door gits slammed—

An’ ’en I git a spankin’!

An’ ’en, ’em days, th’ littlest things

I do ’ll almost drive her wild,