"Few mont' ago it happen dat I'm goin' walk aroun', Gettin' ready for de ploughin' is comin' on de spring, An' soon I wait an' listen, for I t'ink I hear de song Of de firse, de early robin, as he jus' begin to sing.It was very, very lucky w'en de firse wan come along — An' you see upon your farm dere is de place de robin stop, Settle down to feex hees fedder, an' commence to mak' hees song — For o' course it's always makin' beeg difference wit' de crop."