A Christmas Folksong

DE win is blowin wahmah, An hits blowin fom de bay; Deys a sot o mist a risin All erlong de meddah way; Dey aint a hint o frostin On de groun ner in de sky, An dey aint no use in hopin Dat de snowll mence to fly. Its goin to be a green Christmas, An sad de day fu me. I wish dis was de las one Dat evah I should see. Deys dancin in de cabin, Deys spahkin by de tree; But dancin times an spahkin Are all done pas fur me. Deys feastin in de big house, Wid all de windahs wide