| PAGE | ||
| Come away to dreamin' town | 254 | |
| Come, drink a stirrup cup with me | 125 | |
| Come, essay a sprightly measure | 97 | |
| Come on walkin' wid me, Lucy; 't ain't no time to mope erroun' | 164 | |
| Come to the pane, draw the curtain apart | 120 | |
| Come when the nights are bright with stars | 61 | |
| Cool is the wind, for the summer is waning | 163 | |
| Cover him over with daisies white | 258 | |
| Daih's a moughty soothin' feelin' | 187 | |
| Darling, my darling, my heart is on the wing | 202 | |
| Days git wa'm an' wa'mah | 239 | |
| De axes has been ringin' in de woods de blessid day | 143 | |
| De breeze is blowin' 'cross de bay | 145 | |
| De 'cession's stahted on de gospel way, | 194 | |
| De daʼkest hour, dey allus say | 165 | |
| De dog go howlin' 'long de road | 247 | |
| De night creep down erlong de lan' | 166 | |
| De ol' time's gone, de new time's hyeah | 192 | |
| De sun hit shine an' de win' hit blow | 256 | |
| De times is mighty stirrin' 'mong de people up ouah way | 158 | |
| De trees is bendin' in de sto'm | 193 | |
| De way t'ings come, hit seems to me | 225 | |
| De win' is blowin' wahmah | 236 | |
| De win' is hollahin' "Daih you" to de shuttahs an' de fiah | 174 | |
| Dear critic, who my lightness so deplores | 189 | |
| Dear heart, good-night! | 23 | |
| Dear Miss Lucy: I been t'inkin' dat I'd write you long fo' dis | 151 | |
| Deep in my heart that aches with the repression | 25 | |
| Dey been speakin' at de cou't-house | 205 | |
| Dey had a gread big pahty down to Tom's de othah night | 83 | |
| Dey is snow upon the meddahs | 168 | |
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