The Delinquent

Goo'-by, Jinks, I got to hump,     Got to mek dis pony jump;     See dat sun a-goin' down     'N' me a-foolin' hyeah in town!     Git up, Suke--go long!     Guess Mirandy'll think I's tight,     Me not home an' comin' on night.     What 's dat stan'in' by de fence?     Pshaw! why don't I lu'n some sense?     Git up, Suke--go long!     Guess I spent down dah at Jinks'     Mos' a dollah fur de drinks.     Bless yo'r soul, you see dat star?     Lawd, but won't Mirandy rar?     Git up, Suke--go long!     Went dis mo'nin', hyeah it 's night,     Dah 's de cabin dah in sight.     Who's dat stan'in' in de do'?     Dat must be Mirandy, sho',     Git up, Suke--go long!     Got de close-stick in huh han',     Dat look funny, goodness lan',     Sakes alibe, but she look glum!     Hyeah, Mirandy, hyeah I come!     Git up, Suke--go long!     Ef 't had n't a' b'en fur you, you slow ole fool, I 'd a' be'n home long fo' now!