Who ob all dis congregation is gwine next to lie ded-e-de-dah?
An' he said, 'Lay right down on dis yer table,' an' I lay down.
Now you take en look at it like dis—you look at it, and see ef I's right.
A man's a man 'at dis what's richt, what's pleasin to the verra hert o' richt.
Don't let dis guy find me crackin' his safe, so's I won't have to kill 'im.
He say, ‘Brer ...