The Old Woman in the Hills

Once: Dere wus an ole 'oman
Dat lived in de hills;
Put rocks in 'er stockin's,
An' sent 'em to mill.

Den: De ole miller swore,
By de pint o' his knife;
Dat he never had ground up
No rocks in his life.

So: De ole 'oman said
To dat miller nex' day:
"You railly must 'scuse me,
It's de onliest way."

"I heared you made meal,
A-grindin' on stones.
I mus' 'ave heared wrong,
It mus' 'ave been bones."