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American Ballads and Folk Songs
Awright, up high. (They lift the rail up to chest level.) Awright, throw 'way. (They push it away, off the car.)
Awright, le's move on down 'n' git another one, Awright, bow down. Awright, head high, Throw 'way.
Awright, da's awright now* Move on down ag'in. Bow down. Up high. Throw 'way.
Come on down here, boys, come on down now, come on now.
Now, boys, now, stop.
An' I want you to listen at me, now.
I'm gonna tell you a sad warnin' now, (Don' git hurt.)
Bow down easy, boys.
Head high, boys.
Throw it away.
Come on down here, boys, come on down now, come on now.
Now, boys, now, stop.
When I git dis las' one,
I'm goin' home to Julie an' tell her what I have made by dis hard
labor. Bow down easy, boys. Head high, boys. Throw it away! |
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