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Brewster: Ballads and Songs of Indiana 263
6. She tied them fast, as you may think,
And when securely done, "Now stand," said she, "upon the brink While I prepare to run,"
7. All down the hill his lovely bride
Now ran with all her force To push him—he stepped aside, And she fell in, of course.
8. Now splashing, dashing like a fish,
"0 save me, Johnny Sands!" "I can't, my love, though much I wish, For you have tied my hands."
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"Johnny Sands." Contributed by Mrs. Helen B. Little, of Knoxville, Iowa. Identical with C. June 25, 1935. |
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