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Been a-thinkin* an* a-thinkin' if the world
was fashioned so, She'd tally with the hummin' of that happy
feller Joe; She'd be a blamed sight better, get some better all the time, 'Cause there's a heap o* hoss sense in his simple little rhyme: There hain't no sense like a logie fer to
set, 'Cause you think you hain't a-gettin'
what you think you ought to get. So it's quit your jawin', keep a tight rein
on your Up, An' brace yourself an' allers keep a-cinchin' up your grip. |
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