An' de frog he holler back,

"'Pig-un-a-wa-ya, Pig-un-a-wa-ya, hooo-hooo!'

"Den, gemmun, yer oughten seed dat race; dem birds dey done dey leb'l
bes', but Nancy Jane O, spite er all dey could do, she gaint on 'em, an'
ole Pigunawaya he sot up dar, an' he kep' er urg'n an' er urg'n Nancy
Jane O.

"'Dat's you!' sezee; 'git erhead!' sezee. 'Now we're gwine it!' sezee;
an' pres'nly Nancy Jane O shot erhead clean befo' all de res'; an' wen
de birds dey seed dat de race wuz los', den dey all 'gun ter holler,

"'Who on-tied, who on-tied Po' Nancy Jane O?'

An' de frog, he turnt roun', he did, an' he wave his han' roun' his
head, an' he holler back,

"'Pig-un-a-wa-ya, Pig-un-a-wa-ya, hooo-hooo!'

"Atter Nancy Jane O got erhead er de birds, den de hardes' flyin' wuz
thu wid; so she jes went 'long, an' went 'long, kin' er easy like, tell
she got ter de stone; an' she lit on er' simmon-bush close ter de crick,
an' Pigunawaya he slipt off, he did, an' he hist up his feet, an' he gin
er jump, kerchug he went down inter de water; an' by'mby hyear he come
wid de stone in his mouf. Den he mount on Nancy Jane O, he did; an',
mun, she wuz so proud, she an' de frog bof, tell dey flew all roun' an'
roun', an' Nancy Jane O, she 'gun ter sing,