1
De winter’s come, an’ de darkies shiver;
(Whoo-whoo, how de wind do blow!)
De trees, dey’s moanin’ in de dark down by de river;
(Whoo-whoo, how de wind do blow!)
We gadder in de cabin, an’ we shet de door,
Throw a log on de fi-ah, fo’ to see hit roar,
An’ ole King Frost, he growl so fierce an’ sore.
(Whoo-whoo, how de wind do blow!)
2
De old norf wind again de cabin door crashes;
(Whoo-whoo, how de wind do blow!)
Possum’s in de pot, and de sweet yam’s in de ashes;
(Whoo-whoo, how de wind do blow!)
Flitch o’ bacon in de pan--lawdy, hear it frying.
Hain’t no sorter music dat’s near so satisfyin’;
Corn pone am hot an’ brown--pickininnies sighin’.
(Whoo-whoo, how de wind do blow!)
3
Ev’rybody gadder ’round de supper table;
(Whoo-whoo, how de wind do blow!)
Ev’rybody eats des as much, as much as dey is able;
(Whoo-whoo, how de wind do blow!)
Lil’ yaller dawg, he snug down by de fi-ah,
Chewin’ all de possum bones dat he could desi-ah;
Seems des like we all is full o’ happiness enti-ah.
(Whoo-whoo, how de wind do blow!)
4
Supper table’s cl’ared away; pap he gits his fiddle;
(Whoo-whoo, how de wind do blow!)
Ev’rybody dances--up and down de middle.
(Whoo-whoo, how de wind do blow!)
When de reel am finished, den pappy plays a break-down;
Rufe he double-shuffles till you’d fink de roof would shake-down;
Then we pass de cider jug, and mammy brings the cake roun’.
(Whoo-whoo, how de wind do blow!)
5
Ev’ry darkey suttinly feels happy ’round Thanksgivin’;
Lawdy, yes, dey’s scrumptiously glad dat dey is livin’.
Sorrer takes a day of--this hain’t no time for woe--
And hit makes no diff’runce how de wind do blow.