And that's one of them.

Granny's got plenty of possum and grits and owl soup.

And please stay there, out of sight.

And the rest of you, scat, too.

Now, take your jug of poison and get out of here.

Every meal is an adventure.

This here's all friends of Duke and me.

And a fine figure of a man, too.

Same to you, and many more of them.

And plenty of room to splash around and work up a good leather.

And I pop out of the egg, and I go into my dance.

Granny and me was having a cup of coffee.

And I ain't a budgin' out of this rocker.

And Uncle Jake would like another pot of coffee.

I'll save up a bunch of thrills for you, like churning and lye making and corn husking and chicken plucking and goat milking.

Buying milk off of the truck instead of having our cow and squeezing our own.

And that leaves you and me to man this nerve center of our mighty bank.

And of course, along the way, you gotta throw in a couple of, my, ain't you pretty's, and get your dandy dancer.

And all of a sudden, we heard this roaring noise.

And I suppose Granny gave you some of her corn?