Long Ago

De ol' time's gone, de new time's hyeah     Wid all hits fuss an' feddahs;     I done fu'got de joy an' cheah     We knowed all kin's o' weddahs,     I done fu'got each ol'-time hymn     We ust to sing in meetin';     I 's leahned de prah's, so neat an' trim,     De preachah keeps us 'peatin'.     Hang a vine by de chimney side,     An' one by de cabin do';     An' sing a song fu' de day dat died,     De day of long ergo.     My youf, hit's gone, yes, long ergo,     An' yit I ain't a-moanin';     Hit 's fu' somet'ings I ust to know     I set to-night a-honin'.     De pallet on de ol' plank flo',     De rain bar'l und' de eaves,     De live oak 'fo' de cabin do',     Whaih de night dove comes an' grieves.     Hang a vine by de chimney side,     An' one by de cabin do';     An' sing a song fu' de day dat died,     De day of long ergo.     I 'd lak a few ol' frien's to-night     To come an' set wid me;     An' let me feel dat ol' delight     I ust to in dey glee.     But hyeah we is, my pipe an' me,     Wid no one else erbout;     We bofe is choked ez choked kin be,     An' bofe 'll soon go out.     Hang a vine by de chimney side,     An' one by de cabin do';     An' sing a song fu' de day dat died,     De day of long ergo.