Joggin' Erlong

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De da’kest hour, dey allus say,
Is des’ befo’ de dawn,
But it’s moughty ha’d a-waitin’
We’re de night goes frownin’ on:
An’ it’s moughty ha’d a-hopin’
W’en de clouds is big an’ black,
An’ all de t’ings you’s waited fu’
Has failed, er gone to wrack –
But des’ keep on a-joggin’ wid a little bit o’
song,
De mo’n is allus brightah we’n de night’s
been long.

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Dey’s lots o’ knocks you’s got to tek
Befo’ yo’ journey s’ done,
An’ dey’s times w’en you’ll be wishin’
Dat de weary race was run;
W’en you want to give up tryin’
An’ des’ float erpon de wave,
W’en you don’t feel no mo’ sorer
Ez you t’ink erbout de grave –
Den, des’ keep on a-joggin’ wid a little bit o’
song,
De mo’n is allus brightah w’en de night’s
been long.

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De whup-lash sting a good deal mo’
De back hit’s knowed befo’,
An’ de burden’s allus heavies’
Whaih hits weight had mad a so’;
Dey is times we’n tribulation
Seems to git de uppah han’

An’ to whip de weary trav’lah
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‘Twell he ain’t got stren’th to stan’–
But des’ keep on a-jogging’ wid a little bit o’
song,
De mo’n is allus brightah w’en de night’s
been long.

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