Mammy Mourns

Virginia Woodward Cloud (1861–1938)

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Mammy Mourns

De Weepin'-Williar's veil low downSame ez hern, on de weddin' day;(Ah ain't sayin' nothin' 'bout dat man f'om town,But, he taken mah baby erway!)

Silvah-Birch stan' white an' straightSame ez her in huh weddin' dress;—De maple's a-blushin' pink at de gate,But de tho'n bush point ter mah bres'!

De locus-tree got its cannles light;Dat cat-bird he keep a-monin' so;Ole Win' he's a-sayin' it all thoo de night,—Dat she ain't heah enny mo'.

Seem lak dumb things dey onderstan'Dat we's doin' our bes' ter march thoo de day;En Ah ain't sayin' nothin' 'bout dat young man,But, he taken mah baby erway!