A man may see his friend in need, that wouldna see his pow bleed.
There's little wit in the pow that lichts the candle at the lowe.
Pow'ful bad, pow'ful bad,” said the Bishop—“and you three made Zion.
“Come to think of it, I'm pow'ful obleeged to you,” she said.
He didn't do much of anything and he was "pow'ful good-lookin'."
Fo' de Lawd's sake, honey, wha's gettin' ...