He'll make the tub, make the cask, make the bar_rel_.

Cap' Girardeau, oh, perhaps two--t'ree day.

Me, I walk heem once, maybe so feefty mile, maybe so seexty mile, in wan day, two-t'ree a little more tam, me.

I was more younger then.

But now my son he'll live on St.Genevieve, French place there, perhaps thirtee mile.