Young folks a-stompin' kase de snow's been 

 a-fallin', 

 A spell o' wedder comin', so de goose 

 bone say ; 

 Supper's done ready, an' Tilly Belle's 

 a-callin' ; 

 Everybody's hungry, kase dey work all 

 day. 



Oh, it's flip on de griddle, an' it's flop on de 

 platter, 

 Sammy, pass de lasses, don't be so slow; 

 De chillun's mighty hungry, an' dey make 

 a heap o' clatter, 

 Mourners ! It's a caution how de pan- 

 cakes go. 



Safe in de barn shed, ole Dominick's 

 a-crowin, 

 Coon dog a-barkin' wid a right good 

 will ; 

 Down in de bottom land de hunters' horns 

 a-blowin', 

 Sounds dat makes me happy when de 

 night grows still. 



Snug on de hearthstone de yaller dog's 

 a-snoozin\ 

 Chillun all quiet, an' de coals shine bright; 

 Close by de chimbleyside de ole man's 

 a-dozin', 

 An' de wind sings. My Ole Kaintucky 

 Home, To-night. 



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