Don't make no difference what 'tis
I can pick it. Where's that old coon, Dave? (Looking around for his
partner.)
LIGE: (Calling Dave, who is leaning against post at opposite end of
porch) Come here, an' get warmed up for Daisy.
DAVE: Aw, ma throat's tired.
JIM: Leave the baby be.
DAISY: Come on, sing a little, Dave.
DAVE: (Going back toward Jim) Well, seeing who's asking ... all right.
What song yo like, Daisy?
DAISY: Um-m. Lemme think.
VOICE ON PORCH: "Got on the train, didn't have no fare".
DAISY: (Gaily) Yes, that one. That's a good one.
JIM: (Begins to tune up. DAVE touches Daisy's hand.)
VOICE: (In fun) Hunh, you all wouldn't play at the hall last week when
we asked you.
VOICE OF SPITEFUL OLD WOMAN: Daisy wasn't here then.
ANOTHER VOICE: (Teasingly) All you got to do to some men is to shake a
skirt tail in their face and they goes off their head.
DAVE: (To JIM who is still tuning up) Come if you're comin' boy, let's
go if you gwine. (The full melody of the guitar comes out in a lively,
old-fashioned tune.)
VOICE: All right now, boys, do it for Daisy jus' as good as you do for
dem white folks over in Maitland.
DAVE & JIM: (Beginning to sing)
Got on the train,
Didn't have no fare,
But I rode some,
I rode some.
Got on the train,
Didn't have no fare,
But I rode some,
But I rode some.
Got on the train,
Didn't have no fare,
Conductor asked me what I'm doin' there,
But I rode some!
Grabbed me by the neck
And led me to the door.
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