Singin’ And Prayin’ Poem by Raymond Garfield Dandridge

Singin’ And Prayin’



De hardes' ob hard rows we hoes
Fo' little pay, de goo' Lawd knows.
Yet we hab kep' de heart to sing
Enspite ob dat ah sort ob t'ing.
Aldough de outlook ain't so bright
An' t'ings doan seem to go jes right,
We still is mighty glad to say
Dat we ain't plum fo'got to pray.

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