Whut Time'D Dat Clock Strike? Nine? No--Eight; I Didn't Think Hit Was So Late. Aer Chew! I Must 'A' Got A Cough, I Raally B'Lieve I Did Doze Off-- HIt's Mighty Soothin' To De Tiah, A-Dozin' Dis Way By De Fiah; Oo Oom--Hit Feels So Good To Stretch I Sutny Is One Weary Wretch! Look Hyeah, Dat Boy Done Gone To Sleep! He Des Ain'T Wo'Th His Boa'D An' Keep; I Des Don't B'Lieve he'd Bat His Eyes If Gab'El Called Him Fo'M De Skies! But Sleepin'S Good Dey Ain'T No Doubt-- Dis Pipe O' Mine Is Done Gone Out. Don't Bu'N A Minute, Bless My Soul, Des Please To Han' Me Dat Ah Coal. You 'Lias Git Up Now, My Son, Seems Lak My Nap Is Des Begun; You Sutny Mus' Ma'K Down De Day Wen I Treats Comp'Ny Dis Away! W'Y, Brother Jones, Dat Drowse Come On, An' Laws! I Dremp Dat You Was Gone! You 'Lias, Whaih Yo' Mannahs, Suh, To Hyeah Me Call An' Nevah Stuh! To-Morrer Mo'Nin' W'En I Call Dat Boy'll Be Sleepin' To Beat All, Don't Mek No Diffunce How I Roah, He'll Des Lay Up An' Sno' And Sno'. Now Boy, You Done Hyeahed Whut I Said, You Bettah Tek Yo'Se'F Yo Baid, Case Ef You Gits Me Good An' Wrong I'll Mek Dat Sno' A Diffunt Song. Dis Wood Fiah Is Invitin' Dho', Hit Seems To Wa'M De Ve'Y Flo'-- An' Nuffin' Ain'T A Whit Ez Sweet, Ez Settin' Toastin' Of Yo' Feet. Hit Mek You Drowsy, Too, But La! Hyeah, 'Lias, Don't You Hyeah Yo' Ma? Ef I Gits Sta'Ted F'Om Dis Cheah I' Lay, You Scamp, I'll Mek You Heah! To-Morrer Mo'Nin' I Kin Bawl Twell All De Neighbohs Hyeah Me Call; An' You'll Be Snoozin' Des Ez Deep Ez If De Day Was Made Fu' Sleep; HIt's Funny When You Got A Cough Somehow Yo' Voice Seems Too Fu' Off-- Can't Wake Dat Boy Fu' All I Say, I Reckon He'll Sleep Daih Twell Day!