You Got To Go There To Know

You'se Something Tuh Make Uh Man Forgit To Git Old And Forgit Tuh Die.

Gods Always Behave Like The People Who Make Them.

Faith Hasn't Got No Eyes, But She's Long-legged.

She's Got Those Big Black Eyes With Plenty Shiny White In Them That Makes Them Shine Like Brand New Money And She Knows What God Gave Women Eyelashes For, Too. Her Hair Is Not What You Might Call Straight. It's Negro Hair, But It's Got A Kind Of White Flavor. Like The Piece Of String Out Of A Ham. It's Not Ham At All, But It's Been Around Ham And Got The Flavor.

But Any Man Who Walks In The Way Of Power And Property Is Bound To Meet Hate.