Durn that Johnson, anyway!

5  

I ain't much on deep-down thinkin',

Reasoning out the way things go,

So I s'pose I'll keep on foolin'

Till in time I get to know.

I've had chills and fever 'n' ague;

Suffered till their course was run.

Maybe love just keeps on runnin',

Till a man has lost--or won.

One thing certain: I have got it;

Seems to struck in good and hard.

Makes me sometimes soft and tender;

Next thing I would fight my pard.

Appetite is surely failing,

Sometimes I don't eat a bite;

Dream of Nancy all the daytime,

That durn Johnson, half the night.

6  

I've just got to get to plowin',

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