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Oh, the rang, tang, tang.

Yeah, the rang, tang, tang.

Oh, the rang, tang, tang. Oh, the rang, tang, tang.

Uncle Bill!

Uncle Bill! Uncle Bill!

- Here's your picture. - That's it, Uncle Bill.

- Well, what do you know? - Read us about it, Uncle Bill.

- Well, look at this. - Read it, Uncle Bill.

What does it say, Uncle Bill?

Why, it say, Dear Bill:

Jim Europe would have been proud of you.

Signed, Ex-Drum Major, Noble Sissle.

Who's Jim Europe, Uncle Bill?

Jim Europe? Why he had the greatest band in the world-

Attached to the 15th Regiment. Didn't I never tell you that?

No, Uncle Bill!

Why, we was under fire for 191 days straight.

Yes, sir! And our regiment was decorated with the Croix de Guerre.

You don't say, Uncle Bill.

Why, children, I remember when we come back from France in 1918...

the flags was flying, people were cheering.

- Boy, I'm looking out for us. - What you got there?

Book of telephone numbers I won from Joe.

Boy, I'm gonna promote us a couple of gals...

- for the ball tonight. - How do you spell us?

- U.S. - You leave off the S and worry about you.

Every time you start to promoting, that spells trouble.

Here we go again.

- Did you go to the ball that night? - We sure did.

- And did Gabe promote you a girl, Uncle Bill? - No, he didn't...

but he promoted everything else-

a girl for himself, a big limousine and a chauffeur.

We sure went there in style.

This must be General Pershing coming.

This must be General Pershing coming.

Can't be, because General Pershing's a blond.

Well, boy, here we are, and I'm gonna Lindy Hop down.

Boy, I'm gonna carry on. Come on, honey.

Come back at 12:00, my man.

Come on, honey.

Yes, you.

Cousin Jake, what you want this time?

What you keep on calling me for?

I'm sorry, Gabe. I can't come back and get you.

- Why? - The boss wants to use the car at 7:00.

But, Cousin Jake, how we gonna get home?

How'd you get uptown from the ship this morning?

- Walked. - Right there's your answer.

- I'm going to the powder room. - All right.

- Daddy, can I have a dollar for the maid? - Huh? Oh, sure.

Sure, sure, honey. Here you are. Here you are.

Right here. Go ahead.

Man, you gonna brag yourself into the poor house yet.

Well, I ain't got far to go.

That just leaves $4.30 twixt me and it.

I should have called one of them numbers in Joe's book for you.

You see, the trouble with you is- What I mean is-

when it comes to women, you just don't know, or else-

Man, you're ramblin'. What hit you?

Look at that gal standing over there.

There's nothing like that in that book you was talking about.

Better not be.

Lieutenant Europe?

Well, well. Selina Rogers.

Hello, Jim. It's nice to see you back.

I'm mighty happy to see you, honey. And how you've grown up.

Say, Jim, I'm looking for Clem's buddy, Bill Williamson.

- Can you point him out to me? - I'm sure I can.

He's bound to be around here somewhere. Come on. We'll find him.

- Okay. - I hear that you're a big star now.

Yes, I'm doing nicely, thank you.

I used to tell you you'd get there someday. Remember?

You taught me my first song. I'm still singing it too.

There's Bill Williamson now. Private Williamson!

- Attention! - Who, me?

My ears hear something, but my feet don't believe it.

Bill, this is Selina Rogers...

- Clem's little sister. - Who's sister?

- Clem's. - You don't mean Clem Rogers?

- Yes. - My!

- I didn't expect Clem's little sister to be so big.

You two get together. I've got to get on back to work.

- Okay, Jim. - I'll see you kids later.

I'm glad to meet you, Bill. Clem wrote me a lot about you.

He told me a lot about you too.

You know, I was gonna look you up.

Here's something that he wanted you to have.

It's the Croix de Guerre for bravery.

Here I am, Daddy.

My, what a big cigar.

Yes, and a big man is smoking it too, honey.

Honey, I does everything in a big way.

It must have cost you a lot of money to keep...

that car and chauffeur while you were at war.

Chicken feed, honey, just chicken feed.

- You must be powerful rich. - Oh, I got a little. I got a little.

- Gardenias. Twenty-five cents. - Yes, indeed.

Nothing too good for the little lady.

Yes. My daddy does everything in a big way.

- Give me all of them. - All of them?

I sure go for a guy that's free with his money.

Do you, honey?

- That'll be $3.00. - Huh?

It was very nice of you to tell me all this about Clem.

Oh, that's all right.

- You want to dance, Selina? - I'd love to, soldier.

Ooh, I never expected to have so many flowers till I was dead.

Let's dance, Daddy.

No, come on, let's sit down. Waiter, table for two.

I've been marching all day.

Anyway, there ain't no point in dancing.

- What are you gonna drink? - What you got?

- Just ginger ale and root beer. - What?

You positive you ain't got nothing but ginger ale and root beer?

- That's all we got. - This is gonna spoil my whole evening...

'cause back in Paris, I didn't drink nothin' but champagne-

the best of champagne.

Well, now, maybe I'd be able to fix you up with a bottle of that.

I got a friend on the outside.

- But it'll cost you plenty of money. - Oh, that's all right.

- Money's no object to us. Is it, Daddy? - Well, no.

- I'll see what I can do. - Uh, yeah, here, boy. Come here. Come here.

- Don't knock yourself out. It ain't that important. - Oh, he don't mind.

I always wanted to taste that stuff.

Well, honey, if you never tasted it, it might make you dizzy.

- That's what it's for, ain't it? - I'll do my best.

But-

I sure hope I'll be able to walk out of here without any trouble.

Me too.

- Aw, that was swell. - I want you to meet Gabe.

- Who's Gabe? - Why, he was Clem's other buddy.

There he is, right there. Come on over.

You know, they called us the Three Musketeers of the A.E.F.

Meet Selina Rogers, Clem's sister.

I'm mighty proud. This is Miss Cynthenetta Webb.

Say, this buddy of yours is a sharp dancer.

He ought to be on the stage.

Ought to be on the stage?

Oh, by the way, Bill. I had the booking office on the phone this afternoon.

Looks like you gonna play the Palace week after next, boy.

- Then you are on the stage. - Why-

Yes, and he's his manager. He's gonna put me on the stage too.

- Really? - Well, I don't usually bother with amateurs...

- but in this case- - Oh, Gabe, why don't you come up for air?

Now listen to him, the most modest man in the whole world.

Oh, let him go on, Bill. I'd like to hear more about you.

You only got to ask anybody in show business.

Take Bud Williams- He's crazy about Bill and me.

Oh! Then you must know Chick Bailey.

Chick Bailey! Do we know Chick Bailey?

Why, we put him in show business.

We're just like brothers, ain't we, Bill?

Sure.

Ladies and gentlemen.

Presenting Miss Selina Rogers...

one of our newest stars.

- Well, here's where we break in the new song, Selina. - Okay.

Miss Webb, Bill Williamson...

- this is my partner, Chick Bailey. - How do you do?

- You know Gabe, of course. - Gabe?

- Come on. - Who'd she say?

He heard her- Chick Bailey.

The guy he put in show business- his brother.

- But, honey, I can explain everything. - Don't explain nothing to me.

- I can see through it. The nerve. - But, baby-

- Trying to pull a trick like that. - Well, honey, I was only-

And after all you've done for him.

Why, the ingratitude.

Trying to make out like he didn't even recognize you.

Hmph!

I may not be so very smart

As far as books are concerned

Where I leave off most people start

But here's what I've just learned

There's no two ways about love

It's true what they say about love

Come what may, it's just that way

There's no two ways about love

When fate appears on the scene

There's no betwixt and between

There's no doubt You're in or out

There's no two ways about love

It comes right out of the blue

Like a cyclone

Sweeps you right off your feet

Don't try to cut any corners

You're heaven bound on a one-way street

The schemes that you're dreamin' of

Fit into your world like a glove

Once you're hooked your goose is cooked

There's no two ways about love

It comes right out of the blue

Like a cyclone

Sweeps you right off your feet

Don't try to cut any corners

You're heaven bound on a one-way street

The schemes you're dreamin' of

Fit into your world like a glove

Once you're hooked your goose is cooked

There's no two ways about love

There's no two ways about love

What's the matter, sister? Don't you like music?

Sure. But I like this better.

Hmph. Here comes that Mr. Chick Bailey again.

- Gee, Selina, you were swell. - Thank you.

Say, waiter. Same thing all around.

- And the party's on me, so see that I get the check. - Oh, yes, sir.

Oh, I wouldn't want you to do that.

Oh, that's nothing. It's a pleasure.

Well, I wouldn't argue over trivialities.

How long you gonna stay in New York, Bill?

- I gotta leave town tonight. - That's an excellent idea.

You see, I've got my old job waiting for me down in Memphis.

Oh, but with the talent you've got, you should be a dancer.

Oh, I only know a few steps I picked up myself.

Yes, but you could work at it and learn. Couldn't he, Chick?

Sure. They even teach elephants to dance.

Ladies and gentlemen.

The Cake Walk.

Everybody join in!

Come on, Selina. Let's try and win this cake.

- But this is our dance. - Tonight's the army's night, Chick.

Wait a minute, waiter. Come on, let's dance, honey.

- But you said there was no point in dancing. - But there is now, baby.

Why, you big blow-off. Trying to show my daddy up!

But you ain't foolin' nobody. Hmph!

- We got your number. - Your check, sir.

Clem never told me you could sing like that, Selina.

I couldn't when Clem went away...

but I practiced, and I studied.

I've always been ambitious. Haven't you, Bill?

Never have been, except to get three square meals a day, regular.

But I'm beginning to see things different now.

Sorry you're going away, Bill.

- Oh, I'll be back. - When?

Oh, when I get to be somebody.

Man, there ain't nobody in the world...

can get me on my feet again until we hit Memphis-

- unless this boat sinks. - I'm tired too.

And if I never see a bale of cotton no more in life...

that'll be too soon.

What's that?

Must be them traveling minstrel boys got on in New Orleans.

Hee, hee!

Oh, has you seen Miss Linda Brown

She's the finest gal in town Turns all Memphis upside down

- Yeah, man, yeah, man - She's a dark-eyed Dixie queen

Boy, she got it and she got it mean

- Struttingest gal I ever seen - Yeah, man, yeah, man

Now you should see her when she gets goin'

- Reminds you of the Mississippi flowin' - Aw, you dog!

- Think you boys is hot enough - Yes, us boys is hot enough

- Well, come on boys, let's play the stuff - Yeah, man, yeah, man

- I do a - You can't do no

- Yes I can - Yeah, man, yeah, man

- I can take a chorus too - You can't take no chorus too

- Yes I can take a chorus too - Yeah, man, yeah, man

- I can do some shufflin' too - Look out man, what you gonna do?

- Look out, boys, he's comin' through - Yeah, man, yeah, man

Boy, he got educated feet.

Boy, I practice all the time.

Here's what I sit up all night trying to do.

Get this.

When the boat docks in Memphis, you should get yourself a job in one of them Beale St. caf�s.

Boy, you been readin' my mind.

Watch me go to Beale St.

Hee, hee!

Oh, sand, oh, sand

Yeah, sand

Ada, the boys want another round.

Give 'em the joint. It's on its last leg anyway.

Two up, boy.

Baby, baby

What is the matter with you

Ain't nothin' wrong with me, babes. Nothin' at all.

Baby, baby

What is the matter with you

One never knows, do one?

You got the world in a jar

Yeah, but where's the stopper?

And you've got nothin' to do

Do you hear that mess? She's always layin' it on me.

- You know I always told ya - Mmm.

- You'd be the death of me - Mm.

And when I'm always with you

I get the third degree

- That ain't right - Aw, tell these fools anything, but tell me the truth.

Oh, that ain't right at all

What's wrong with it? What's wrong with it?

Yes, you're takin' all my money

And goin' out havin' yourself a ball

Baby, I was born ballin', and I'm gonna ball the rest of my life.

I took you to a nightclub

- I bought you pink champagne - That's right.

You rode home in a taxi

While I caught that subway train

Hey, hey!

- That ain't right - Oh, that's all right, baby.

- That's just a slight- - Oh, that ain't right at all

Oh, that's all right, baby. That's all right with me, in fact.

That you're takin' all my money

And goin' out havin' yourself a ball

Aw, beef to me, mama, beef to me.

I don't like pork no how.

- I went to a fortune-teller - Yeah?

- And had my fortune told - What'd she say?

She said you didn't love me

- All you wanted was my gold - She was right.

- How'd she know? - That ain't right

Oh, oh, oh, ain't right at all

Everybody wants some gold, baby.

Yes, you're takin' all my money

And goin' out havin' yourself a ball

Suffer, excess baggage, suffer.

Yeah.

- Just saw Chick Bailey. - Chick Bailey from Chicago?

Yes. Been playin' in New Orleans.

Just stopped on his way through.

Comin' down Beale St. with a big party.

Says he wants to put Fats for his new show at the Pickens Theater.

Fats, you's now on your way to fame and fortune.

Boys, smarten up. Let's put the best-lookin' one in front.

- That's me. - All right.

So we can see the lighting effect in the drum.

Hey, Ada, do I look better with the hat on or with it off?

With or without, man, you leave me cold.

- Bill! - Yeah?

Those tables- push them together. Here they come.

I wish somebody would book me someplace.

- Hey, Chick Bailey. - Hello, Ada.

Nice table right here for you.

Round of drinks, and the best in the house.

Well, Ada, let's hear that band of yours.

All right, Fats, go to work.

Well, all right then, boys, latch on! Come on.

No one to talk with

All by myself

No one to walk with

But I might be on the shelf

Ain't misbehavin'

Savin' my love for you

For you, for you, for you

I know for certain

The one I love

I'm through with flirtin'

It's you that I'm thinkin' of

Ain't misbehavin'

Savin' my love for you

Like Jack Horner in the corner

Don't go nowhere What do I care

Your kisses

A re worth waiting for

Believe me

- I don't stay out late - Well, uh-

- Thank you. - No place to go

I'm home about 8:00 just me and my radio

Ain't misbehavin'

Savin' all my love for you

- Hey! Whoo! - Come back here.

I don't stay out late

Got no place to go

I'm home about 8:00 just me and my radio

Ain't misbehavin'

Savin' my love for you

Ada, I sure hate to steal your band away.

Oh, that's all right. You're taking a liability off my hands.

Why don't you fold up this joint?

You know, I could use you in the show too.

- You could? - Sure could.

Oh, boy! This joint is folding as of Saturday night.

- What? - Guess you're out of employment again.

You're high and outside.

- I'm going to tell Fats. - Aren't you Bill Williamson?

- Huh? - Sure you are.

- Hello, Selina. - Gee, I'm glad to see you.

- What are you doing down here? - Dancing.

But on account of the bartender being sick...

the cook had to take the bartender's place...

the waiter took the cook's place...

and I had to take the waiter's place.

- Gee, I'd love to see your act, Bill. - Oh, waiter.

Bring me another pack of cigarettes, will ya?

- Yes, sir, boss. - Say, Chick.

I want you to do me a favor. I want you to put Bill in the show.

- Doing what? - He's a terrific dancer.

But, Selina, dancers are a nickel a dozen.

Maybe so, but he was Clem's buddy.

I want to help him if I can.

- All right, Selina. He's in. - Aw, thanks, Chick.

Bill, how soon can you leave for Chicago?

I'm on the outskirts of Peoria right now.

- Chick's gonna put you in the show. - Sure enough?

Yep. I've got just the spot for you.

I'm gonna put you right on top.

And did he put you on top, Uncle Bill, like he said?

Mm-hmm. He put me on top, all right.

Hey, you, get your wig on.

There's a spot I know a place they call Samoa by the Sea

Talkin' there's not the most

They palaver on the coast

They command each other understand each other perfectly

If you're feeling fancy-free

If you don't give 'em repartee

To win a tropical maiden

Doesn't need topical talk

You maneuver and if you approve her

You can win her love in a walk

Zulu man is feelin' blue Hear his heart beat a little tattoo

Diga diga doo, diga doo doo Diga diga doo, diga doo

You love me and I love you The idea's old but the method is new

Diga diga doo, diga doo doo Diga diga doo, diga doo

I'm so very diga diga doo by nature

If you don't say diga diga to your mate you're gonna lose a papa

So if you want to be in style way down on that tropical isle

Say diga diga doo diga doo doo

Diga diga doo, diga doo

Gee, Selina, you were wonderful.

- How about a sandwich after the show? - That sounds swell to me, Bill.

- I'd love to. - Okay. I'll see you later.

- It's a date. - But you can't, Selina.

I don't want her seen around those cheap lunchrooms.

- Don't be like that, Chick. - But it isn't good for the show...

and I'm running the show.

Yes, but after the show is over, I do as I please.

We'll see about that.

If you're thinking what's good for the show...

why don't you let me go out and do my dance?

What? Let you do your cheap hoofing in a classy show like this?

Why, they'd walk out on you.

Listen, Mr. Big Shot.

The only reason they ain't walking out on you...

is because it's raining out.

Yeah? Well, if you want to stay in this show...

just do your stuff on the drums, that's all.

Just do your stuff on the drums.

That's just what I'm gonna do.

Fire

The low beating of the tom-toms

The slow beating of the tom-toms

Low, slow

Slow, low

Stirs your

Blood

Dance

A night-veiled girl

Whirls softly

Into a circle

Of light

Whirls softly

Slowly

Like a wisp of smoke

A round the fire

And the tom-toms beat

- What's he doing? - What's he doing?

He's fixin' to tie the show up in knots.

Look at 'em out there. They love it.

Bill, you's out of employment again.

And look at Chick. He's thinks he's wowing them.

Stirs

Your

Blood

The tom-toms beat

And the tom-toms beat

And the low beating of the tom-toms

Stirs your

Blood

Boy, I've never known that number to go better.

That's right. You were terrific.

Come in.

- Well, he fired me. - Yes, I know.

But I don't care. You know, I just had to do it, Selina.

Well, I don't blame you, Bill.

If it wasn't for making trouble for you...

I'd hang a sign on that guy's eye- closed for the season.

Well, don't let me stop you. Does that invitation to a sandwich still go?

It sure does. The lunchroom?

Ah, that sounds like a great place to me.

Come in.

Say, didn't I tell you to get out of my theater?

And didn't I tell you I'd get out when I get good and ready?

- Well, you're ready now. - That's right.

Ready, willing and able.

Come on, Selina.

One never knows, do one?

That's just like Chick. He ain't changed a bit.

What happened after you socked him, Uncle Bill?

Oh, we had our ups and downs-

more downs than ups at first.

- Did you keep on dancing? - Sure. That's when I invented that Bill Williamson step.

- You remember that, don't you, honey? - Yes.

Come on, let me see if you can do it. You ready? Go.

Why, you haven't forgotten it. You did that fine.

- What's this? - Well, well. Look at this.

It looks like Gabe is still out of money.

Just like my old man.

What happened to Gabe, Uncle Bill?

Oh, we kind of lost track of him for a few years.

- Did he quit promotin'? - Well, he did and he didn't.

You see, I was trying to open a show in New York...

and having a peck of a lot of trouble about money.

I was walking down the street in Harlem that day.

- No, it ain't. - Yes, it is.

- Well, I'll be doggone. - How you doin'?

Ain't doin' so bad. Thank you.

Imagine me comin' here for a shine and finding you.

Get right on up there, 'cause this one's on the house.

- Lord, I been reading about you. - Yeah?

Yeah. Funny thing, I was coming down to catch the show tonight...

and comin' back and ask for you.

- Oh, man, it don't look like there's gonna be no show. - How come?

All the chorus girls ganged up and refused to work...

- unless they get paid for last week's rehearsal. - What?

But if I could get open tonight, I'd be out in front.

- Well, how much money do you need? - I need exactly $560.

Ain't you got that much in the box office?

No, that's been attached for the costumes and scenery.

Well, buddy, if that's all that's worrying you, your worries is over.

You got yourself a new agent.

You mean to tell me you got $560?

No, I ain't got 560 cents, but I got an idea.

I got ideas too, but what I need is money.

Now, you listen to me.

If you look prosperous and sweet-talk them gals...

they'll be so busy figuring out how to make you spend what they think you got...

that they ain't got no time to worry about how much money you ain't got.

Look here, Gabe, what are you driving at?

Just leave that to me. Leave it to me.

You just go on back down to that theater...

and tell them gals that Gabriel the angel is coming.

You ain't gonna have no trouble stalling them gals, is you?

- Oh, no. I'll see you. - All right, buddy. I'll be out-

- My rent is due! - I need cash money.

All you keep doing is flapping your big mouth.

- You say too much and you do too little. - Girls, girls, girls.

Listen. The angel is on his way, and he'll be here any minute.

Oh, we've heard that before.

I guess that's old Gabriel blowing his horn now.

Might be.

- Gabe! - Evening, William!

- Shake hands with Mr. Miller. - Mr. Miller.

Girls, this is your new boss, Mr. Gabriel Tucker.

- He's even got an angel's name. - But he doesn't look the part.

- All right, everybody, inside. This way, Gabe. - Okay, Willie.

- Wait a minute. - Where's the money?

Ladies, after all. Let's do this in a businesslike manner.

- Let's proceed, William. - How do you like that?

- He looks like ready money. - Well, let's take a chance. We ain't got nothin' to lose.

Okay.

Come on, girls.

I've seen that guy somewhere before.

Yeah?

Come on, girls. Mr. Tucker has something to say to you.

Ladies, I understand that there's a little matter of back salaries...

which I am here to clear up.

- That's right. - Providing, of course-

If I can see a little sample of what I'm putting my money into.

Maybe I could give you an idea.

Vamp me, Professor. Vamp me.

All right.

All right.

Salt Lake City haunts me

How that city taunts me

Night and day I pine

Salt Lake City on my mind

Oh, I lost my sugar in Salt Lake City

Oh, why did I go there

I should have stayed down in New Orleans

Never, never gone nowhere

A gal with sweet talk

From Kansas City

Her words were sweet like wine

She bought him diamonds and limousines

Stole that man of mine

When night comes creepin'

For me, there's no sleepin'

What he sows he'll be reapin'

For he done me wrong

Oh, how I cried my heart out in Salt Lake City

The day I heard the news

He left me deep in my solitude

With the Salt Lake

The Salt Lake City blues

Ladies of the ensemble...

I have decided to personally guarantee the money that's coming to you all.

You will find your pay envelope at the stage door as you pass out tonight.

And henceforth, you will all receive a five-dollar raise.

Why, it's Gabe, isn't it? Hello, Gabe.

- Oh, Selina, oh. - Selina, come here a minute, honey.

I got something to tell you confidentially.

Just a minute, Bill. I hardly recognized you in those clothes.

- Yeah, it's been a long time. - Oh, I should say it has.

Not since the night of the ball in New York, when you pretended you knew Chick Bailey!

Yeah, that was funny, but don't let me detain you.

Come on, honey. You got to get dressed.

Oh, and that big limousine, remember?

Bill and I've laughed about it a hundred times.

- Haven't we, Bill? - Yeah. Yeah.

- Boy, call a half-hour. - But Mr. Williamson, we've got an hour yet.

Listen, call a half-hour now, and call it loud.

All right.

Bill always said if you didn't have a nickel to your name, you'd still-

- Half-hour! Half-hour. - Come on, Selina. It's half-hour.

- But my watch must be slow! - It sure is!

- I know I've "seed" that guy someplace before. - Yeah? Where?

I don't know. The face is familiar...

but I can't recollect the surroundings I "seed" it in.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Was it a pool room?

- No, no. - I thought it might give you a cue.

A barber shop?

No, no.

- Say, Cousin Jake. Do me a favor, please. - Well, what?

- Run outside and get me a box of candy. - Candy?

- You know, somethin' big and fancy. - Well, how big and how fancy?

Well, do the best you can with three bucks, hear?

Uh, okay, okay, okay.

Clear outta here!

- What's wrong with it? - I d-

- Where'd you have it fixed? - I just had it worked on!

- Who worked on it? - The man that's got the garage-

Well, he ain't no good. The man you want is the man-

I had him! He's the one that ruined it!

Well, I see you got plenty water, but is you outta gas?

No, t'ain't that. I think maybe it's-

- Oh, it couldn't be that. - Well, there ain't much wrong with it.

What you need is some of them new gadgets.

You know, the kind that you buy-

- I just bought some. - Oh, not them.

I mean the kind what fastens where they fits.

- A whole dozen'll cost about- - That's too much money.

I can't afford it. I got to get some that don't cost no more-

You can't get 'em that cheap.

Well, we can get the car fixed up good maybe for around-

No, what you need...

- is a new car. - Yeah.

- The kind like my uncle had. He made a trip out- - Did he go out there?

- Sure! - I thought all the time he was gonna go-

- He did, but not that time. - Well, what's he doin' now?

Since he been back, he's been very busy gettin' ready for what he thinks-

- Is that so? - Sure.

- Well, I guess like all bachelors, he's- - No, no. Not him.

- He gonna get married. - He is?

Yeah, he's gonna marry the widow whose husband used to be-

- She's a fine lady! - Mm-hmm.

But listen-

- I heard that one time she- - That was her daughter!

- Oh. - You see, I'm keeping company with her.

- You is? - Yeah, I been engaged to her ever since the time-

- I didn't know you knowed her that long. - Sure!

I worked with her brother. And one day on the job, the first thing I know-

That was your fault. Now, what you should have done was-

- I did! - You see that?

- Now that why I like talk to you. - Yeah.

'Cause me and you can agree with one another.

Sure!

You know one thing. When I get the car fixed up...

I'm gonna take you and your girl out for a ride sometime.

- That'll be great! Can you make it- - I'll be busy then.

- When can you make it? - Let's see. The best day for me will-

That'll suits me. What hour?

- Anytime between- - That's a little early, but we'll be there.

- All right, I'll be seein' ya. - Later, bye-bye.

Bon voy-

That was awful nice of you, honey, to promise us a raise in salary.

Oh, that's trivial, honey, trivial.

- I might even split my profits with you. - Oh, really?

Wonderful.

Oh, that's my man. Now, don't go away.

I'll be right back in a second.

Oh, that's swell. What- All of this for three bucks?

Uh, the candy may be a little stale, but it's a nice box.

Thank you. Thank you, Cousin Jake.

- Isn't he wonderful? - Edna Mae, I believe you've taken a shine to that angel.

- Shine? Did you say shine? - Yes.

Doggone it. I know I saw him somewhere.

- He's a bootblack. - Who?

That angel. He ain't no angel. He's got a shinin' stand in Harlem.

- He shined my shoes a thousand times. - What? A bootblack?

- Come on, kids. - I'm so mad, I don't know what to do.

Listen, girls!

This is me, kiddies, Gabe.

I've got a surprise for you.

Come in, deary. We've got a surprise for you too.

All right, honey. Now, here is somethin' for you.

Now, this is-

- What's the matter? What's wrong? - I don't know.

Girls! Girls! Just a minute! What are you all trying to do?

What's the trouble in here? They can hear you out front.

There's plenty of trouble. We're not going on till we get our money!

But, girls, you've got to finish the show.

If I have to give the people their money back tonight, I will be ruined.

- I'm ruined now. - He reminds me of-

No. He looks worse than that.

If it's money you all are worried about, I think I have the solution to your problem.

Cousin Jake, where did you get all that money?

Uh, I drove my boss to Belmont Park today.

- You mean, there was a coincident? - What you mean?

That the right horse came in at the right time...

and on the right track at the right odds?

- Uh, yeah! - As we live and breathe!

I can't give you anything but love

Baby

That's the only thing I've plenty of

Baby

Dream awhile, scheme awhile

We're sure to find

Happiness and I guess

All those things you've always pined for

Gee, I like to see you looking swell

Baby

Diamond bracelets Woolworth doesn't sell

Baby

Till that lucky day you know darn well

Baby

I can't give you anything but love

- Can't give you anything but love - Love

I left you love, baby

That's the only thing I've plenty of, baby

Dream awhile, scheme awhile

You're sure to find

- Happiness and I guess - And we guess

All those things you've always pined for

- Baby, you're lookin' swell - Do, do, do-do-do

Baby

Diamond and rings and jivin' things

Woolworth doesn't sell them, baby

Till that lucky day you know darn well

Baby

I can't give you anything but love

I can't give you

Anything but love

When did you go to Hollywood, Uncle Bill?

Honey, the first time I went to Hollywood was 1936.

- Did Miss Selina go with you? - No, she didn't go.

- How come? - When two people can't seem the same thing the same way...

life just gets powerful complicated.

You see, honey, this is the living room...

here's your room, and this is the nursery.

Oh, that's swell, Bill. That's about the prettiest little house I ever saw.

- But not for us. - Why not for us?

You know why not for us. We're show people, on the road day in and day out.

We don't have time to live in a house like that.

Sure, that's the way it's been up until now, honey. But-

Oh, but Bill, we've been over this a thousand times.

I know, but since I've got that Hollywood contract, we'll have plenty of money.

- You won't have to go on workin'. You can quit. - Quit?

Sure. You worked long enough. It's time that you settled down.

And we have a home and-

But, Bill, I don't wanna quit.

I wouldn't be happy unless I went on with my work, just like you.

Singing's in my blood.

I'm sorry, Selina. I just thought maybe you'd see it different now.

Bill, I'm afraid I'll never see it differently.

Never.

I'm sorry too.

Selina, then she went to Paris and got to be a big star over there.

Didn't Miss Selina ever come back, Uncle Bill?

Not yet.

- Cab Calloway! - Hi-de-hi-de-ho

Hi-de-hi-de-ho

- Ho-de-ho - Ho-de-ho

Hello, Cab!

Hello, Pops. What's all of this? You never told me 'bout this jive.

I wish they were mine. The neighbor's kids, just trying to show 'em a few steps.

Run along, kids. See you later.

- Come over and sit down. - Bill, I guess you ain't as lonesome out here as I thought.

Yes, it's lonesome all right.

But I hate to give up the place in case Selina ever change her mind and wanna come back.

- But what are you doin' out here? - Oh!

Tonight we givin' a big party at the Downtown Club for the soldiers.

- For the soldiers? - Sure! A big blow-out before they go overseas.

- Bill, I want you to be there. - You bet I'll be there. Anything for the soldiers.

Way down in Charleston lives old Geechy Joe

Going way down to Charleston

To dig old Geechy Joe

Got a good old geechy urge

Can't do nothin' else but go

Got misery

Misery I can't lose

Got misery

Nothin' but bad news

Then I dig old Geechy Joe

So he can voodoo those lonesome blues

Gotta get back to Charleston

If I have to walk down that railroad track

Rub a hand on a lodestone

Blue is black

If old Geechy Joe can get it

I'm never, never, never, never, never, never, never

Coming back

Whoa

Yeah

Whoa

Comin' home

Geechy Joe

Coming home

Be like old times.

- Why, t'ain't Gabe. - Well, if this ain't a solid send out.

What do you know, Pop? Gimme some skin.

Mellow. Now lay your racket, jack.

Say, this cat ain't hep to the jive. Stop beatin' up your chops to him.

Now, ain't that a bring-down. That's a wrong riff, jack.

Say, what the devil you two fools talkin' about?

We're talkin' jive. He says he's glad to see you, and he wants to shake your hand.

- Solid. - Righteous. - Crazy.

- Go along, Cab. - Okay.

Say, Bill. Come on. I want you to come out front and catch this next number.

- I'm quite sure that you'll get a great big kick out of it. - Really?

- Go ahead. - I'll see you.

Don't know why

There's no sun up in the sky

Stormy weather

Since my man and I ain't together

Keeps rainin' all the time

Life is bare

Gloom and misery everywhere

Stormy weather

Just can't get my poor self together

I'm weary all the time

The time

So weary all the time

Since he went away

The blues walked in and met me

If he stays away

Old rockin' chair will get me

All I do is pray the lord above will let me

Walk in the sun once more

Can't go on

Everything I had is gone

Stormy weather

Since my man and I ain't together

Keeps rainin' all the time

Keeps rainin' all the time

I'll walk around heavyhearted and sad

Night comes around and I'm still feeling bad

Rain pourin' down

Blindin' every hope I had

This pitterin', patterin' beatin' and scatterin'

Drives me mad

Love, love, love, love

This misery

Is just too much for me

Can't go on

Everything I had is gone

Stormy weather

Since my man and I ain't together

Keeps rainin' all the time

Keeps rainin' all

The time

Ooh

Keeps rainin' all the time

Keeps rainin' all the time

- Keeps rainin' all the time - Stormy weather

Keeps rainin� all the time

Can't go on

Everything I had is gone

Stormy weather

Since my man and I ain't together

Keeps rainin' all the time

Keeps rainin' all the time

- So you're goin' over, huh? - Yes, sir!

- And I hope to be with him soon. - Oh, I envy your dad. I wished I had a boy like you.

And so do I.

Hello, Bill.

Why, hello, Selina. Did I hear you say something?

- Yes, and I meant it too. - But you always-

But a woman can change her mind.

You hear that? We want Williamson.

- Honey, you got him! - We want Williamson.

And Williamson is the guy.

Where you goin' there, Mr. Bill

I've got a date up on the hill

You don't mean that pretty chick

That's the one I got to get there quick

What's the matter, Bill Go ahead

I'm a fool who fears to tread

Looks to me like you're in love

Come on, Cab, gimme a shove

It comes right out of the blue

Like a cyclone

Sweeps you right off your feet

Right off

Don't try to cut any corners

You're heaven bound on a one-way street

The schemes you're dreamin' of

Fit into your world like a glove

Once you're hooked your goose is cooked

There's no two ways about love

There's no two ways

About love

Mmm

My, my. Ain't that somethin'?

You ain't seen nothin' yet.

Talk about a treat.

You should see that chick and me-

Struttin' down the street

My, my Ain't that something

Hear me shout

Mm-mm Ain't that something

Ain't that something to shout about

- Boy - Whatcha gonna say there, gate

- Oh, boy - Whatcha gonna say there, gate

Palomar, shalomar, Swanee shore

Let me dig that jive once more

- Boy - Lay it right on down to the gator

- Oh, boy - Lay it flat as a gator

Now can't you hear those hepcats call

Come on, boys Let's have a ball

The jim, jam, jump if you jump and jive

Makes you dig your jive on the mellow side

Hep, hep

Hip, hip

The jim, jam, jump is the solid jive

Makes you nine foot tall when you're four foot five

Hep, hep

Hep, hep

Now, don't you be that ickeroo

Get hep, come on and then you follow through

You get your steady, fool

You make the joint jump like the gators do

The jim, jam, jump is the jumpin' jive

Makes you like your eggs on the Jersey side

Hep, hep

Hep, hep The jim, jam, jumpin� jive

Makes you hep, hep on the mellow side

Now, I've told you 'bout the jumpin� jive

The jim, jam, jump jumpin� jive

You got to dig this mellow jive

Yes, yes, you dig it on the mellow side

Everybody dance!

My, my, my Ain't that somethin'

My, my, my Where's my hat

My, my, my Heart's a-thumpin'

I ain't seen nothin' that looks like that

My, my, my I'm thumpin'

My, my, my Just like that

My, my, my, my jumpin'

Well, I'm jumpin' to the rumba and I'm jumpin' to the side

It really walks, it really talks

It really moves around

Lucky me who thought I'd be

We're gonna figure it out

Oi, oi, oi

My, my Ain't that somethin'

Hear me shout

My, my Ain't that somethin'

Ain't that somethin' to shout about

My, my, my, my

My, my

Ain't that somethin'

Ain't that somethin' to shout about

Hey, let's have some fun with this guy here. Come on.

Hey there, Brother! How's the dice rolling these days?

A big fella like you ought to be carrying that little donkey instead of riding it!

- Hey, did you get that look? - Did I?

You've kind of turned up your nose at us sinners, nowadays, huh?

Shut up, you yellow hussy. You ain't never going to be nothing at all.

All you want is to come here and get after my boy!

Go on back down there to that alley where you belong.

Oh, well, it's just another one of the Lord's little mistakes!

The Lord don't make no mistakes, you understand?

You can make a fool of Zekiel...

but you can't make fun of the Lord, while Zekiel is around...

- and I'm gonna make you respect him. - Are you gonna stand for that?

Why don't you knock him down?

I'll knock your brains out, you big lug.

What you mean, anyway?

And you can't make fun of the Lord neither, while I'm around!

- Let me go! - I ain't none of them things.

I'm the servant of the Lord, and I've got the strength of the Lord in my arms.

You're hurting me!

In these two arms!

It's too bad that he's got to put his holy hands on you. You'll spoil them!

Amen!

The Lord will surely punish them for that.

I wish I was about 10 years older. I'd show you something!

You got some nerve, coming down here!

Great day, the righteous marching Great day

God's going to build up...

Give me that old-time religion

Give me that old-time religion

And it's good enough for me

It was good for the Hebrew children

It was good for the Hebrew children

It was good for the Hebrew children

And it's good enough for me

Old-time religion

Give me that old-time religion

Give me that old-time religion

And it's good enough for me

- Hallelujah! - Hallelujah!

Look at that boy sitting up there with his whole family around him!

I bet you ten-to-one you can't save me, Brother Zekiel.

Make me cry. You're making everybody else cry around here!

- Say, boy, look... - What's the matter with you, gal?

- You crazy? - Dry it up, small change!

Brethren and sisters...

the text of my sermon is going to be:

"Repent, ye sinners...

"before it is too late."

- Oh yeah! - Hallelujah!

The road to hell is downhill.

Downhill!

Easy and greased like lightning.

And the Cannonball Express...

is leaving for hell twice a day.

Yeah!

I'm talking to all you sinners out there, who's on that train.

I'm going along with you...

and I'm gonna give all you sinners your last chance.

But remember...

there ain't no round trip ticket to hell!

All aboard.

Brothers and sisters...

we's gonna make three stops before we get to hell...

and we're approaching the first one now.

The first stop, is the town of Faith.

Town of Faith!

It's just a little place, but the climate is cool...

and the people is friendly and kind.

Some of you bootleggers...

and some of you gamblers...

better get off and take hold of Faith!

Brothers, come right along!

Preach it right and long!

Children, come on and get off at Faith!

That's right, children.

Don't you make no mistake in locating in Faith.

We're going on to the next station.

Hear that old train pulling out?

Pulling out!

Children, you see that old devil throw that cinder in my eye?

Dirty devil!

He's just trying to make me miss that next stop...

but I'll surely fool him.

I'll surely fool him.

Get ready. We is coming to the next station.

- Obedience. - Obedience!

Oh, but Obedience.

Here, sister. Don't leave your man behind.

Make him get off at Obedience.

I'll get him!

Come on, sister. Bring your man on and make him get off at Obedience.

- That's right. - That's right.

- Obedience... - Yeah.

...is a nine o'clock town. - Surely, it is.

And the curfew rings every night.

- Sure it does. - Sure do!

Bring up your children in obedience, and you'll know...

they'll grow up good Christians...

and not just little old scalawags!

Children should be seen and not heard.

Amen!

All you sinners.

Come on and jump aboard, you sinners.

This side is for the leading citizens in Obedience.

Get out here.

We's going on to the last station.

Watch it go.

Can't get enough steam now.

The last station.

We's coming to that last station, the last station:

Repentance...

is the last station before hell.

Anybody here want to get off at Repentance?

Oh, yeah!

That's right, children.

Come on, kneel on down.

It gets kind of hot in Repentance sometimes...

but never as hot as hell.

Won't you come, sister? Won't you come?

I beg with you. I plead with you.

Don't bother me. Leave me alone.

I don't want to hear nothing you got to say.

Won't you come? Come on and repent...

repent, I say.

I'm speaking to that last sinner and I don't want her to go to hell.

Won't you come? Won't you come?

You hear that old devil say

Come on down below

But you just let him know

You're heading for Heaven

Come on and climb the golden stairs

And all your troubles and all your cares

Will be over at the end of the road

At the end of the road

Won't you come, sister? I'm pleading with you.

I want to go, Brother Zekiel. Don't leave me.

I want to be saved. Oh, Lord.

I want to be good. I'm coming, Brother Zekiel.

I'm sticking with the last sinner...

and I don't want her to go to hell!

Cause the guiding light will be shining

At the end of the road

Hallelujah!

Carry me to the water

Oh, carry me to the water

Oh, carry me to the water

To be baptized

Hallelujah!

Carry me to the water

Stand right around, brother.

Fold your arms.

Hallelujah!

Amen.

Hallelujah!

Amen.

I have another building Not made by hand, I know

I know I have another building A building not made by hand

I know I have another building Not made by hand, I know

I know I have another building A building not made by hand

Praise the Lord! Praise the name! Hallelujah!

Praise the Lord!

Carry me to the water

Carry me to the water

Carry me to the water

To be baptized

Hallelujah!

Oh, Lord, make me good.

Oh, Lord! Oh, Lord, make me pure.

Praise the Lord! Praise the Lord!

Hallelujah!

Oh, brother!

Praise his holy name.

Amen.

I've been a wicked woman. I've been a wicked woman.

- But I'm sanctified now. - I know how it is.

- Hallelujah! - Amen.

Hold me close to you, Brother Zekiel. Keep me good.

Keep me good.

Don't let me sin no more.

Pray, Brother Zekiel.

You're so good.

Zeke!

Leave her here with me.

You go on there back to your people.

Oh, God!

Have mercy on me!

Here, what's the matter with you, gal?

Ain't nothing. I know what it is.

Yes, you got more religion than what's good for you...

you hypocrite!

Come on up here, Christmas!

You're slower than cold molasses in the winter time.

Come on up here.

Tuck your heads there, boys. Come on.

Even so, we've been mighty lucky.

That's the first she-devil we run across since we've started on this trip.

She sure is pretty, Mammy. I never see such big eyes in all my life.

Oh, big eyes!

Why, Zeke ain't had no mind for no big eyes.

Not since his brother died, anything but them.

We got trouble here, trouble there

I really don't believe We got trouble everywhere

We got trouble everywhere we go

He's coming now, Mammy.

I'm gonna change my apron.

... trouble there

I really does believe We got trouble everywhere

We got trouble everywhere we go

Tired, son?

I'll let you have a nice plate of this hot chitlins.

I sure would, Mammy. But I likes everything you cook.

I know you certainly is crazy about chitlins.

What's the matter, son?

I was just thinking, Mammy.

I don't know what I would do...

if I didn't have you and Missy Rose to look after me.

It does take a good woman for to keep a man out of mischief these days.

That's right, Mammy. It sure does.

Now, don't go fretting, son.

Your Pappy and me is the best friends you got.

And we gonna look after you just as long as we can.

Thank you, Mammy.

Because you're the same old Zeke to me.

- Missy Rose! - Ma'am?

Come on here and look after these vittles on the stove...

while I get ready to go to the jubilee.

Yes.

Missy Rose, come over here and sit down with me, won't you?

Why, what's the matter, Brother Zeke?

That's just it, I don't know what is the matter.

Seems like the devil's done took ahold of me.

What you mean? What kind of talk is that?

A big strong man like you ain't going to give in to that nasty devil...

- after we done traveled this far. - I don't want to give in...

but he just keeps on a-clawing and a-pulling after me all the time.

- That's just the way he do. - Just won't let me be.

What's we going to do, big brother?

I don't know what we're going to do.

- Unless... - Unless what, Zeke?

Missy Rose, supposing you and me...

Let's you and me get married, at the next station.

That'll stop him quicker than anything.

Brother Zeke.

You know, I love you.

Mammy, where is my pipe?

What you hide my pipe for, anyway? Why can't you let things be?

I suspect it's up somewhere where you just left it.

Oh, here it is, you old stew pot.

Mammy, Pappy, Missy Rose and me's got a surprise for you.

- Yeah? - Yes. Ain't we, honey?

- Yes. - What is it?

We is done decided to get married at the next station.

Oh, Lord!

- Pappy, ain't that happy news? - I long expected that.

- Yes, and I'm glad. - They had to come to it.

Let me kiss both of you.

God bless you all. Well, well, well.

Children, that's just as it ought to be.

Zeke and Missy.

Looky here, children.

You know the Lord's going to set his blessing on this wedding.

Well, well, well, this is justice for you.

Pappy and I done waited a long time for this day.

Here, honey, this ain't no time for no crying.

Why, don't you know that me and you is going to make...

that old devil run so fast...

that his horns and his tail's gonna drop off?

Don't cry no more, now. Please don't cry, honey.

- No, this ain't no time to cry. - Yeah, Mammy, you talk to her.

Yes, she ain't nothing at all but a child.

Well, appears it's better for you to cry first and then laugh last.

I'm crying because I'm happy, Mammy.

Yes, well these men, they ain't no angels. There ain't none of them no angels.

But I tell you, you wouldn't find a better boy than my Zeke...

if you was to scratch this world with a fine tooth comb.

Give me that old-time religion

Give me that old-time religion

Give me that old-time religion

It is good enough for me

It was good for the Hebrew children

It was good for the Hebrew children

It was good for the Hebrew children

And it's good enough for me

Hallelujah!

Give me that old-time religion

What are you doing here, Hot Shot? What are you doing here?

So you're all hopped up about that fake preacher, huh?

Go on, Hot Shot, leave me be. I ain't got no time for you now.

Come on, you ain't got no time for me now, huh?

I been wrong all these years, understand?

I found happiness.

Brother Zekiel has given me strength and shown me the way.

Well, of all the people in this world to fall for that kind of 'lasses.

- Come on, babe, give me a kiss. - Get out of my way, Hot Shot.

I got religion now.

Oh, I don't care nothing about your religion. Come on.

Take your hands off of me, Hot Shot!

How come you don't want my hands on you no more?

I'll make you forget that psalm-singing, crap-shooting faker.

- He ain't none of them things. - Yes, he is.

And I is late for the services...

and you or nobody else ain't going to keep me...

from the protecting arms of Brother Zekiel.

- You ain't going out that door. - Let me go!

Can't you see that my blood is washed in the spirit of the Lamb?

I can see that your blood's been washed in the fire of the devil.

Can't you see that I'm through sinning, Hot Shot? Oh, please.

Oh, you ain't never gonna quit sinning, gal. It's right there in your blood.

Oh, Lord, give me strength!

Oh, help me, Brothel Zekiel!

I'll break your neck.

Get off of me. I'll show you.

Don't use that poker, gal.

Don't come around no more.

- Oh, my head! - You dirty skunk!

That's what I'm doing to anybody that stands in my path to glory.

Oh, my!

Come on, old Devil.

Put up your hands before I bust you in the jaw.

- Hit him, Brother Zekiel! Sock him! - Don't be backing around in that corner...

like you're scared of me.

I is with you, Brother Zekiel.

This bell ain't going to ring until you been down and out.

Preach it, Brother Zeke.

- You got me that time. - We're proud of you, Brother.

Yes, go ahead and laugh. Laugh.

This going to be your last time...

because you're going to finish your laugh in hell.

Hell, Brother Zekiel, hell!

I'm tired of you making sinners out of my people.

Now, come on get up from there. Pick up your bones...

- because the fight ain't over yet. - No.

Now, brothers, he's trying to give me a battle.

- That's for the gamblers you done made. - True.

Yes, sir.

- That's for the backbiters. - Preach it.

- And that's for the midnight ramblers. - Tell it so they can hear it. Tell it, yes.

And that's for the corn-whiskey drinkers, the jazz dancers...

the scandal-mongers and the bootleggers.

Look at him.

There he is, the old devil is down and out.

Somebody come here and get a stretcher and take him away from here.

Put him on that train to hell, and let him...

ride, let him ride on down by himself.

- Oh, brothers, we done been sanctified. - Sanctified!

We done been purified.

We done been saved...

and we don't belong to him no more. Amen.

I belong to that band

I belong to that band

I belong to that band

Hallelujah

This is Missy calling you!

Oh, Lordy! Come back!

Please don't leave me, Brother Zeke!

This is Missy calling you!

Oh, Zeke, where is you?

Please don't go. Come back! Don't leave!

Oh, Lordy!

Brother Zeke! Where are you?

Oh, no!

- Zeke's gone. - Zeke is gone?

Knocking off, now. Come on, boys, let's go.

Come on here, Jim.

Gee, Babe! I sure had a hard time finding you.

And another thing, I ain't going to leave you until you goes with me.

Give me some of that good old loving you got there. Come on.

Holy mackerel! The man is coming from the mill.

Give me my hat, woman. I'll see you later.

I hate to see

That evening sun go down

I hate to see

That evening sun go down

My man's done quit me

And done left this town

Feeling tomorrow

Just like I feel today

Feeling tomorrow

Just like I feel today

I'm gonna pack my trunk

And make my getaway

Easy rider

He done lost his rein

With gin and gambling

They're gonna hide your face

To work for that woman

Say, what's the matter with you, long face? Don't you like my singing?

What's that buggy doing out there?

Buggy? Why, honey, I ain't seen no buggy.

I don't know nothing about no buggy.

Well, there was one out there when I come in.

Oh, don't be suspicious. Come on and show your baby.

My goodness, you just as fussy as you can be.

Now come on out there and show me where the buggy is.

Don't be like that.

Now see that, baby? I told you there wasn't no buggy out there.

Come on and eat your dinner. Don't be like that.

You know I love you. Come on now and be good.

Come on now and sit down. What's the matter, you sick?

- No. - Well, what's the matter then?

Has the boss been at you again today, huh?

No. I told you no. Don't bother me.

Tell me, honey, what's on your mind?

Here I've been waiting for you all day...

to come home and put your big strong arms around me...

and now you treat me just like I'm a stepchild.

- Is you treating me right, Chick? - Course I is.

Let your baby sit on your lap and make you...

feel so good.

That's it, dreaming boy. Rest your head on Chick.

I sure is tired, Chick.

I'm tired of thinking.

I know you is. Stop thinking.

Thinking makes you say bad words to Chick.

Zeke, you asleep?

Zeke.

- Come on, Chick! He's following us. - Oh, I can't run!

- Hurry up. He's got a gun! - No, I can't run.

Please!

Hold tight, Chick.

Hold tight.

Hold tight, Chick. Look out the wheel's going.

Thought you was going to get away from me, didn't you?

Don't you know you can't quit me like that?

Before I let you get away from me, I'll break you in two.

I is broke in two already, Zeke.

Please take me out of this mud.

Don't talk to me like that. Oh, please.

Won't you please take me out?

Oh, please.

Don't you know you can't quit me like that?

I ain't two-timing you, Zeke.

- That's what you been doing all the time. - I never knowed what I wanted.

Don't be sore with me.

That old devil's coming closer now...

and I is getting more scared all the time.

That old devil's reaching out his claws for me.

Can't you help your Chick now?

No.

Your Chick's done gone to the devil.

No, honey. You can't go! You can't go!

Zekiel, don't let that old devil get me.

Old devil can't get you, honey. Not as long as I'm around.

Hold me, Brother Zekiel. Hold me in your strong arms.

I'm holding you, honey.

I'm holding you, baby.

Holding you in my heart, forever.

I is scared, Brother Zekiel.

I is scared to meet the Lord...

so scared.

Who done this? Who done this?

I know. I know!

She hurt? I couldn't help it. The wheel...

What's the matter with this thing?

Whoa there, boy. Whoa!

Oh, my!

Don't kill me, don't...

This old hammer kill John Henry

But it won't kill me

No it won't kill me

There ain't no hammer

On this mountaintop

That rings like mine

Going home

Going home

I'm a going home

Quiet like

Some still day

I'm just going home

It's not far

Just close by

Through an open door

Work all done

Care laid by

Time to fear no more

Mother's there

Expecting me

Father's waiting, too

Lots of folks

Gathered there

All the friends I knew

All the friends I knew

Mammy.

Zeke! Oh, my boy.

Thank God!

I'm so glad you come, my son.

Oh, thank God.

- Where do you come from, Zeke? - Brother, you gone and left us.

Brother Zeke, where do you come from? We're glad to see you back.

You don't look well, Brother Zeke.

Pappy, can I come into your house?

Boy, you're just in time to help us with the picking.

Missy Rose, you ain't forgotten me, is you?

Of course not. I love you too much.

Do you, sure enough, honey?

Son, you must be mighty hungry.

Don't you want some chitlins and spare ribs?

- Mammy, I likes anything you cook. - Come on, then.