If I Have One Vice

My Politics Are Short And Sweet, Like The Old Woman's Dance.

I Care Not Much For A Man's Religion Whose Dog And Cat Are Not The Better For It.

Two Of My Favorite Things Are Sitting On My Front Porch Smoking A Pipe Of Sweet Hemp, And Playing My Hohner Harmonica.

Work, Work, Work, Is The Main Thing.

In Those Days, Our Declaration Of Independence Was Held Sacred By All, And Thought To Include All; But Now, To Aid In The Making The Bondage Of The Negro Universal And Eternal, It Is Assailed, And Sneered At, And Construed, And Hawked At, And Torn, Till, If Its Framers Could Rise From Their Graves, They Could Not At All Recognize It.