Rain Poem Mystery Solved–kinda

Shomernet–thank you Ayala Jonas, and Google helped me to find a full version of my mother’s poem!

Just tried another spelling  and found,

http://www.kewpie.net/helenD/MORERAIN.htm

 

And here it is:

 

Solo 1: De rain been a-rainin’ for a week an’ mo’; It splarshin’ in de gutter, it sousin’ at de do’;

It mumble at de winder, it bumble on de eaves, It make long steppin’s in de honey-shuck leaves.

All: We cyan’t work ‘taters, and we cyan’t thin corn;

Dar’s gwine to be a famine, jes’ as sure as you born;

Dar’s ‘bleeged to be a famine, no mo’, no less—

Solo 1: But de Lawd boss de weather an’ de Lawd know bes’

All: Mo’ rain, Mo’ res’… Mo’ rain, Mo’ res’…

Solo 1: Old Mr. Crow got de croup in his ches’ Old Mrs. Turkey Hen a-drownin’ on her nes’

Dey cyan’t be no harvest whar dy ain’t no hoein’

But de sweet water drummin’;

All: No use to fret, Set peaceful in de cabin while you got de chance to set;

Solo 1: De Lawd brung de rain, an’ de Lawd know bes’.

All: Set right on yo’ backbone and let de Lawd bless

Solo 1: Mo’ rain, Mo’ res’…

All: Mo’ rain, Mo’ res’…

 

The only reason I found this was that it was a piece performed by the “verse choir”– I don’t think they are a thing anymore–of the Columbia Missouri and David A. Hickan High school. Kewpies are alumni of this high school, and the teacher who is memorialized by publication of the speech book of the Verse Choir was named Helen D. Williams.

According to the website, the author of the piece was Nancy Byrd Turner. Further searching on the name Nancy Byrd Turner does not turn up this poem, so I guess it was not very popular, or there is another Nancy Byrd Turner out there.

Ah, modernity!

 

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