Da time us get fo live, ony seventy year, Maybe eighty, if we strong. But no matta how long us guys live, Da bestes year, Still make us guys come real tired An give us plenny humbug. Cuz da year pass real fas, Jalike we fly away.
If anybody dat stay make one strong kine promise, but dey ony get litto bit fo pay, den dey goin bring da one dey promise fo give to God in front da pries guy. Da pries guy goin figga how plenny da guy gotta pay, from wat he get fo pay.