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American Ballads and Folk Songs
So haul in your tow line
And pull in your slack j Take a reef in your trousers,
And straighten your back. And mind what I say,
Driver, never forget To touch the mules gently
When the cook's on the deck. |
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From Rome Havtl> by Walter D. Edmonds (Little, Brown & Co.):
Schenectady, Schenectady Is halfway up to Uticy.
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Drop a tear for big-foot Sal, The best damn cook on the Erie Canal, She aimed for Heaven but she went to Hell, Fifteen years on the Erie Canal. The missioner said she died in sin, Hennery said it was too much gin, There weren't no bar where she hadn't been From Albany to Buffalo.
Low bridge! Everybody down!
Low bridge! We're coming to a town!
You'll always know your neighbor, you'll always know your pal,
If you ever navigated the Erie Canal. |
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