Song of the South Page #4

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Sally:
Did you have a nice sleep?

Johnny:
Yes'm.

whispering to Toby Come on! Take him!

Johnny giggles

Frog ribbits

Sally:
Here we are now.

Let's hurry up and get dressed.

Johnny:
Do I have to wear THAT suit?

Sally:
Yes, dear. Daddy's

mother is coming to see us today.

Johnny:
And the collar, too?

Sally:
Yes, dear, of course. She made it for you herself.

Sally:
She'll want to see how nice it looks on you.

Johnny:
But Toby and I were goin frog huntin'.

Sally:
Well that's all right, darling.

You can go another day.

Sally:
Now get dressed

and come on down to breakfast.

Toby:
Jes' lookin' at de

mill pon' won't hurt yo' clothes none.

Johnny:
It's no fun just to look.

Toby:
Sho 'tis! 'Sides, us

gotter take Brer Frog back, ain't we?

Toby:
We leave him 'round here, he liable

to get stomped on.. or runned over.. or lost.

Toby:
You look mighty sad.

Like yo' miss yo' fambly.

Toby:
S'pose you never

saw yo' maw or paw ag'in.

Johnny:
Well, I guess just

taking him back ain't frog huntin'!

Toby 'Cose 'tain't! Come on!

Toby:
If you take dishyer horse,

we kin git dar a heap quicker. Here!

Johnny:
How far is it?

Toby:
Jes' a li'l piece. Over dar, 'roun' de bend.

Johnny:
Come on! I'll beat you.

Toby:
Whoa! Stay away from dar!

Toby:
You can't cut 'cross dar!

Johnny:
Why not?

Toby:
Dat's why!

Toby:
Sho is lucky I was wid you.

Johnny:
What's that for?

Toby:
Test whether de wind blowin' good or

bad. An' if it's blowin' towards de bull, dat ain't good.

Toby:
'Cause den he smell you

comin' an ketch you on his horns sho!

Toby:
De best way is to don't cut 'cross dar 'tall.

Johnny:
Giddy-ap! Gidday-ap!

Joe:
We oughta drown him.

Jake:
Sure, he's the runt.

Joe:
Yeah.

Ginny:
This here's my puppy! You leave 'im 'lone.

Jake:
Aw, go on, Ginny. Ha ha ha.

Toby:
Them de Faber boys. My maw don't low me to play wid dem.

Toby:
Yo' maw don't neither.. If she ketch you.

Joe:
You leggo o' him

befo' I knock yo' head clean off.

Jake:
Where'd ya git them funny lookin' clothes?

Joe:
Yeah.

Jake:
Lookit that lace collar.

Look, Joe.

Joe:
What's your name li'l girl?

Jake:
Lookit the little girlie wearin' a lace collar!

Joe:
Wearin' a lace collar!

Jake and Joe:
Wearin' a lace collar!

Jake and Joe:
Wearin' a lace collar!

Wearin' a lace collar!

Many frogs ribbit

Johnny:
Can' I hold him?

Ginny:
You kin have him.

Johnny:
For keeps?

Ginny:
If you'll be nice to 'im.

They was gonna drown 'im.

Ginny:
His name's Teenchy.

Johnny:
Teenchy? Gee, he's beautiful!

Johnny:
You can have it if you want.

Johnny:
Guess Teenchy wants a boat ride.

Ginny:
What's your name?

Johnny:
Johnny, what's yours?

Ginny:
Ginny.

Johnny:
That's a pretty name.

Singing Johnny:
Mr Bluebird's on my shoulder.

It's the truth, it's actual. Everything is satisfactual.

Singing Johnny:
Zip-a-dee-doo-da,

zip-a-dee-ay, wonderful feeling, wonderful day.

Tempy:
You take dat puppy right back

where he come from, jes' like yo' maw tol' you.

Tempy:
An' don't you waste no time doin' it, neither.

Johnny:
You're my puppy and that's all there is to it.

If I take you back, that Jack Favers'll drown you.

Remus:
Ol' Brer Possum, got a trick

how come he get so fat,

Remus:
When trouble come

along, he plays like dead,

Remus:
Now who wants to live like dat.

Remus:
Well I do, I shorly do.

I can't see nothin' wrong, while other folks is worryin'

Remus:
I'm sleepin' all day long.

Remus:
Well I do, I shorly do, It's funny but it's true,

That's what I abso-positive-i-lutely, wants to do.

Remus:
Well, bless my soul. How you come by dat?

Ain't dat one o' dem Favers Dawgs?

Remus:
You bin playin' wid dem boys?

Johnny:
No, Uncle Remus.

Remus:
Then I ax you, whar he come from? You better

turn 'roun' and tote dat dawg right back!

Johnny:
But he's mine! Ginny gave him to me!

Remus:
What yo' maw gonna say

when you come home wid dat dog?

Remus:
She ain't gonna 'low yo to have no mangy,

no 'count puppy like dat!

Johnny:
Not in the house, maybe.

But it might be all right if... you kept him.

Remus:
Now hold on! You don't 'speck

ol' Unc' Remus to keep dat dawg!

Remus:
What I gonna git stuff to feed 'im?

Johnny:
But I...

Remus:
An' fuddermo', he'd be hollerin' an' squallin'

Remus:
all night. An' You got to be lettin' 'im out

an' lettin' im' in.

Remus:
I sho ain't got de time to be foolin' wid no dawg.

Co'se, don't 'speck a li'l dawg like dat 'ud

Remus:
eat ve'y much. An' it ain't like you

can't git uster all dat hollerin' and squallin'.

Remus:
But it's dishyer lettin' in an' lettin' out.

Co'se I got a li'l corner what ain't bein' used.

Remus:
Lawzy! Ain't he a ugly li'l critter?

Johnny:
He's not ugly!

Remus:
He might grow up to be awright.

An' den ag'in he mightn't. Come here you li'l Rascal.

Remus:
Look at dat! Daw-gone,

if he don't act like he think I'm gonna take 'im.

Remus:
Got a nice li'l tail, too!

Music Chorus:
Trouble, trouble, trouble fly away,

wake up early in the morning, when the ding dong ring,

Music Chorus:
look up, gwan' down to de kitchen room,

It's the same ol' thing, want to get a bite of something',

Music Chorus:
for that hungry look,

look up, get yer' finger in the dumplin'

Music Chorus:
get in trouble wid the cook.

Let the rain pour down. Let the cold win' blow,

Music Chorus:
Gonna stay right here,

in the home I know.

Music Chorus:
Trouble, trouble, trouble fly away,

havin' trouble with de weevil, never did like that,

Music Chorus:
look up, got the cotton full of evil,

like a hypocrite's hat, when the weevil git the cotton,

Music Chorus:
everybody feel low, look out,

there'll be nothin' on de table,

Music Chorus:
when de dinner horn blow,

let the rain pour down.

Remus:
Now you Favers boys go on home!

Ain't I done tol' you? Go on away!

Remus:
Ain't no if's and and's about it.

Stop pesterin' me 'bout dis yere dawg.

Remus:
I ain't gonna give him to you unles'

Johnny tells me. He's yo' dawg, ain't he?

Johnny:
Course he is! Ginny gave him to me!

Jake:
It wern't hern to give!

Johnny:
It was too hers!

Joe:
That dog's ourn.

Jake:
An' we're gonna take 'im.

Johnny:
You're not goint to take him! He's mine.

Remus:
If I hears one more

word bout dishyer puppy, I'll...

Remus:
I'm goin' straight to Miss Sally.

I'll do it, sho's I'm name Remus!

Jake:
We'll git 'im yet! You'll see!

Joe:
Yeah!

Ginny:
Johnny!

Don't you pay no 'tenshun to them.

Ginny:
If they makes trouble, you jes' tell my maw.

'Cause maw says if I give 'im to you, he's yours.

Ginny:
'Member, you jes' tell my maw,

she'll whale the daylights out of 'um.

Johnny laughs

Remus:
Well, honey, you show

got yo' se'f in a peck o' trouble.

Remus:
You is wuss'n Brer Rabbit,

when it come to stickin' yo' foot in it.

Johnny:
Stickin' my foot in it, Uncle Remus?

Remus:
Tooby sho, jes' like Brer Rabbit when he took

an' stuck his foot into sump'n he don't know nothin' bout,

Remus:
and ain't had no business mixin' up wid in the

fust place. Ain't you never heard dat tale?

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