 | The Complete Works of James Whitcomb Riley |  |
1952
TO “UNCLE REMUS”
We love your dear old face and voice—
We're all Miss Sally's Little Boys,
Climbin' your knee,
In ecstasy,
Rejoicin' in your Creeturs' joys
And trickery.
We're all Miss Sally's Little Boys,
Climbin' your knee,
In ecstasy,
Rejoicin' in your Creeturs' joys
And trickery.
The Lord who made the day and night,
He made the Black man and the White;
So, in like view,
We hold it true
That He hain't got no favorite—
Onless it's you.
He made the Black man and the White;
So, in like view,
We hold it true
That He hain't got no favorite—
Onless it's you.
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