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On the Trail of Love
She writes a note, it starts, "Dear Boy," That surely hobbles me with joy; An' then she says she wonders why I stays away, an' then, well, I Jes' saddles up an' hits the trail An' thanks my stars fer U. S. mail. An' at the gate she's waitin'; say, She takes my hat an' there I stay— That survey scrub ? He wins no bets! The son-of-a-gun I plum' fergets!