Song of the South Page #6

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Fox:
He's a pretty smart feller, the folks all say.

Bear:
Yah, he knows a lot a tricks...

Fox:
But he forgot 'em today.

He forgot everything, didn't he Brer Bear?

Remus:
Well, suh, you ain't never see'd nobody

dat had humble come-tumbleness down as fine

Remus:
as what brer rabbit had it den...

poor li'l critter -- He learned a pow'ful lesson,

Remus:
but he learned it too late -- But it jes' goes to

show you what comes o' mixin' up wid somethin'

Remus:
you got no business wid in de fust place...

an' don't you never forget it!

Johnny:
How did Brer Rabbit

get away, Uncle Remus?

Remus:
Who say he git away?

Toby:
Brer Rabbit always gits away.

Remus:
Don't you be too sho' ...

ain't i done tol' you that Brer Rabbit, bein'

Remus:
li'l an' widout much strength, he's s'posed

to use his head 'stead o' his foots?

Johnny:
Did he?

Toby:
Sho he did!

Remus:
Now, who tellin' dishyer tale?

Toby:
You are!

Remus:
Den you jes' set an' do de lis'nin.

Well, suh, dar he was, sittin' in de middle o' de road --

Remus:
Jes' like you's sittin' in dat chair --

Only he's all mixt up wid dat tar baby ...

Remus:
...an' it sho' look like de end o' de

finish fo' po' li'l Brer Rabbit, cuz ol' Brer Fox ...

Remus:
...was fixin' to barbeque

him fo' dinna, right den an' dar.

Fox:
Yes, suh, yes suh, jes' any minute now ...

won't be long now ... dinner goin' be ready any

Fox:
minute now ... all we have to do is put

a few more sticks on the fire. Yes ...

Fox:
... get the fire goin' good. Oh, skuze me, you

is gwine stay fo' dinner, ain'cha', Brer Rabbit?

Fox:
We ain't gonna take no 'scuses.

Now, we jes' love to have you fo' dinner!

Fox:
Wouldn't we jes' love to have him fo'dinner,

Brer Bear? Ain't dat jes' what you been sayin'?

Bear:
No, sir.

Bear:
wuh-wuh-wuh-what I said was...

Bear:
...I'm gonna knock his head... clean off.

Fox:
No indeed, not that.

Not that, no, no, not that.

Fox:
No, no, stop! Wait no!

No wait! Let loose. You can't do that.

Bear:
Bu...don't do that...look,

I'm gonna... now jes' look....

Fox:
No, he's mine.

Fox:
I caught 'im an' you keep yo' hans' off!

Bear:
But look! I'm gonna knock his head...

Fox:
No! No! No! That's too quick.

We're gonna make him suffer.

Fox:
...an' I'm gonna do it the way I wanna do it.

Bear:
But... er...

Fox:
Oh, I know that - Right in the back o'

my little head I knowed what we gonna do....

Bear:
Now look.

I'm gonna knock his head clean off

Rabbit:
Go ahead, Brer Rear, ha ha...

go on, knock my head clean off.

Bear:
...bu...hee...now.... see there.

Rabbit:
But please don't fling me in dat briar patch.

Fox:
Now look here, you keep outta this!

'Tain't none o' yo' business.

Fox:
Maybe I'll hang him. Dat's it. I'll hang 'im.

Hang him by the neck til he's dead.

Rabbit:
Hang me if you like Brer Fox.

Go ahead, but don't flong me dat briar patch.

Fox:
well, i hav' no rope fer t'hang ya...

so i'spects. I 'spects I'll have to skin ya.

Rabbit:
Yeah, sho'...dat's...what's dat?

Fox:
I said I'm gonna skin ya.

Rabbit:
Skin me? Smiles. Oh yeah, heh, heh...

go ahead. Heh heh, yes sir...skin me if ya likes, Brer Fox,

Rabbit:
but bu-bu-bu-but there's

one thing I don't wantcha to do.

Fox:
Huh? What's dat?

Rabbit:
bu-bu-bu-bu-bu....

Rabbit:
bu-bu-bu-Brer Fox.... bu-Bu-Bu...

I mean...wa-wa-wa- whatever you do, Brer Fox...

Rabbit:
wa-wa-wa-whatever you do, please please

Brer Fox, please don't fling me in dat briar patch.

Fox:
Ahhhhh.....briar patch?

Fox:
Briar Patch.

Fox:
I'm glad I thought of that! Yes, indeed!

I sho' am glad i thought of that!

Rabbit:
Butcha ain't gonna

fling me in dar, is ya?

Fox:
Who me? Oh no.

Fox:
We ain't gonna do dat!

No sir! We wouldn't do dat!

Fox:
We wouldn't do dat...would we?

Brer Bear?

Bear:
No...hee hee hee...nope!

We jes' gonna knock his head clean off.

Fox:
Oh no indeed! Look out! Now wait a

minute! Oh no, please don't! Look out, stop! There!

Rabbit:
Owww! I'm done fo'. Moider.

Rabbit makes dying sounds

Rabbit:
Here I is Brer Fox. I was born

and bred in de briar patch. Laughs

Rabbit:
Yes sir. Born and bred in the briar patch.

Born and bred in the briar patch.

Remus:
So now, it's Brer Fox's turn to feel humble-

come-tumble, but ol' Brer Bear, he don't say nuthin'.

Remus:
An Brer Fox he lay low...

heh heh... mighty low... Sho nuf.

Toby:
Tell us another one, Unc' Remus.

Johnny:
The one you told daddy...

about Brer Frog havin' a tail...

Remus:
...an losin' it?

Johnny:
That's it.

Remus:
Well den, how kin dey be a tale...

Remus and Johnny: ...when dey ain't no ta....

Remus:
chuckles ..I could tell ya,

but dat's annudder tale for annudder day.

Remus:
Now you better run 'long an' git dat

pup somp'n to chew on sides my shoes.

Johnny:
Come on, Toby.

Johnny:
How do you do?

Toby:
Fine, how are you?

Johnny:
How you come on?

Toby:
Pretty good, sho as yo're born.

Jake:
Jis' kaze ol' Remus take yore side

don't mean we ain't gonna git Teenchy.

Jake:
You wait an' see!

Joe:
We're gonna tell on you.

Jake:
Yeah! Gonna tell Tempy.

Jake:
...or maybe your grandmaw...

or maybe even your maw.

Johnny:
Go ahead! I don't care!

You can tell aunt Tempy....

Johnny:
...you can tell grandmaw,

you can even tell my mama.

Johnny:
...but whatever you do...

don't tell your maw.

Jake:
Why not?

Johnny:
Just don't you tell her,

that's all! If you do, it'll be awful!

Toby:
Ain't dat what Brer Rabbit did to Brer Fox?

Johnny:
sh-sh! Bein' little...an' without much strength,

we s'posed to use our heads instead of our foots.

Maw Favers:
Now i don't

wanta hear no more 'bout it.

Maw Favers:
that's Ginny's dawg....an if she

wants to give it away, 'tain't none o' yo' business.

Jake:
I'll get even with that Johnny!

He'll find out! Think's he so smart.

Joe:
'Twarn't his fault.

He told us not to tell our maw.

Jake:
Yeah! 'Cause that's

jis' what he wanted us to do.

Tempy:
Sooner or later, yer gonna be comin' aroun',

I betcha, I betcha that I getcha, you wait and see...

Tempy:
Sooner or later your gonna

be hangin' aroun'... I betcha...

Tempy:
I betcha if I catch ya' you'll hear from me.

Your gonna knock at my door...you done it befo'...

Tempy:
Matter of factly, I don't know exactly when,

but sooner or later you're gonna be hanging aroun',

Tempy:
and want my cookin' again.

Your gonna knock on my door, you don' it befo'

Tempy:
Matter of factly I 'spected you zackly then,

cuz sooner or later I know you'll be hangingn aroun',

Tempy:
and want my cookin' again.

But you ain't gonna get it.

Tempy:
Al'ays manage to come callin' on bakin' day,

and totin' in three or four measley

Tempy:
little piece of fire wood. Humph!

Some folks does de work, while others jest visits.

Tempy:
Sit around whiddlin' and tellin' stories...

like Brer Fox and Brer Rabbit.

Tempy:
Stick his nose in dish here

kitchen and we have Brer Rabbit stew.

Remus:
Sis Tempy, I said it befo', I says it now

and I says it again' there never was a better cook

Remus:
in these here parts nor nowhere else.

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