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	_____________American Ballads and Folk Songs The big stars, the blue night, The moon-enchanted lane, The olive man who never spoke, But sang the songs of Spain. His talk with men was wicked talk, To hear it was a sin, But those were golden things he said, To his mandolin. The old songs, the old stars, The world so golden then! The hand so tender to a child Had killed so many men. He died a hard death long ago, Before the Road came in. The night before he swung, he sang To his mandolin.