THE ANTEBELLUM SOUTH

THE ANTEBELLUM SOUTH

Lie down and speak no more,

let senility forget your mouth,

die now and let us forgive,

the sins of the antebellum south,

time has rusted through your soul,

vermin violate your graves,

underneath the slave-tilled soil,

your rebels flag no longer waves,

let the dust choke your breath,

silencing you to every man,

the antebellum south is dead,

it shall never rise again…

Written by David Vollin

DHAT’S MAUH MA’YEHN DHEYAH !

DHAT’S MAUH MA’YEHN DHEYAH !

Doan’ e’ d’hink dhat choo cayeh’n hab ee’ry dhing yue see’s,

dhat deyuh ma’yhen! aw say’s hee b’lowng’s t’uh meh,

i’s luv’d dhat ma’yhen seyn’se t’baccuh grew’d high,

mess’n en dehy cohwn feey’es unduh dhey skhy,

i rek’in we’s mhurried aftuh auhwl dhis thyme,

i ain own’s nuff’n but I’s spek’s heyes mhines,

i’s dreem’n bhout dhat ma’yhen auwhl de thimes’

dhat’s  mauh ma’yehhn dheyah.

You taik baik y’awl flhurt’n cuz t’aint gowhn be rh’turn’d

dhis h heyuh bees dhey hansum’es less’n yew dhun eehvuh lern’t

thake kare dhat y’awl mines meh kase y’awl hapen’s  t’uh git bowen’d

dhis dheng y’awl wunt’s eeseh es ghot t’uh bee urrn’t

so eye ain gown fret y’awl git’n y’awl eye’s bleyehs’d,

cuz mauh ma’yen es mow hansomuh dhan dhey res’

eyeh rek’uns  whin y’awl kums a’ coat’n es eh teyess

but dhat’s  mauh ma’yehhn dheyah.

eye’d sweyah t’uh dhey bibuh anywheyuh…

dhat’s  mauh ma’yehhn dheyah.

FIN

Written by Bigdaddyblues aka David Vollin