W'en dere's heap o' trouble 'round you,An' de worl' seem glum an' drear,An' yo's mighty push fo' money,An' can't get none anyw'ereDen yo' feel like life's a burden;An' yo' say a word o' prayer --"Oh! mi Lawd tek dis here bodyFrom dis misery an' care!"
But w'en yo' pocket's full wid money,Quite anuff an' change to spare,An' dere's plenty friends aroun' yo'For to suck yo' dry an' bare,Den yo' feel like life's wort' livin',An' yo' kin' o' want to say --"Lawd! do mek me live for ever!In dis worl' please let me stay!"
