Robert Kirkland Kernighan
I'Ll Follow Jane - Poem by Robert Kirkland Kernighan
I put my faith in Janey Smith,
Religion does n't bother me ;
It 's somethin I do n't monkey with ;
I never learned the trick d' ye see ?
They say I 'm on the road to hell ;
Jes so I think my course is plain,
Fer I 'm all right and doin well
I 've put my faith in little Jane.
Religious folk hev struv and raved,
An did their best at ' savin ' me
What nonsense this fer I Ve bin saved ;
The pen'tent bench was Janey's knee.
I promised Jane I would n't fight,
Ner chaw, ner swear, ner drink again ;
My Savior kem to me that night
A well- worked scheme of Him and Jane,
I uster go to church an sich,
An take pertracted meetins in,
They flummixed me, an which was which
I could n't tell, amonxt the din.
This hell menagerie business hit
Me wrong side up it was n't plain ;
I can't surround the church a bit,
But I can understand my Jane.
She does n't nag me 'bout my soul :
She does n't say I 'm soaked in sin ;
She sits an sings Roll, Jordan, Roll,
An I jist dropp a chorus in ;
An when I tell her what they say,
Thet I am damned an sway behind,
She looks up in her gentle way
With : ' Do what 's right an never mind.'
The Lord's right hand holds Janey's hand,
An her right hand is holdin me ;
Their love is my salvation, an
I 'm proud to say salvation's free ;
An when I 've kep my word a year,
An wore off all the old-time stain,
Then I will read my title clear
To heaven on earth and little Jane.
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