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PORGY
Boss, dat bird mean trouble.
Once de buzzard fold his wing an` light over yo` house,
all yo` happiness done dead.
Buzzard keep on flyin` over, take along yo` shadow.
Ain` nobody dead dis mornin`
Livin`s jus` begun.
Two is strong where one is feeble;
man an` woman livin`, workin`,
Sharin` grief an` sharin` laughter,
An` love like Augus` sun.
Trouble, is dat you over yonder
lookin` lean an` hungry?
Don` you let dat buzzard keep you
hangin` round my do`.
Ain` you heard de news this mornin`?
Step out, brudder, hit de gravel;
Porgy who you used to feed on,
Don` live here no mo`
Ha, ha, ha, ha! Buzzard, on yo` way!
Ole age, what is you anyhow,
nuttin` but bein` lonely.
Pack yo` things an` fly from here,
Carry grief an` pain.
Dere`s two folks livin` in dis shelter
Eatin`, sleepin`, singin`, prayin`.
Ain` no such thing as loneliness.
An` Porgy`s young again.
PORGY AND CHORUS
Buzzard, keep on flyin`,
Porgy`s young again.
(All move off to their various rooms, leaving Bess alone.
Sporting Life enters, sneaks up to Bess)
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