Missus, please write me a letter back home,
En tell ’em I say dat I want ’em ter come
At blackberry time in June.
My little ole cabin won’t hol’ any mo’,
But nobody freeze in de yard, dat am sho,
At blackberry time in June.
Tell ’em I lonesome. I sholy will die
If dey don’ come to he’p me eat blackberry pie
At blackberry time in June.
Dis nigger am po’, but dar’s plenty to eat
When de fruit ebrywhar hangin’ juicy en sweet
At blackberry time in June.
So, Missus, please write me a letter back home,
En tell ’em I say dat I want ’em ter come
At blackberry time in June.