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The Old Grey Mare
2 When I got there she got tired; She laid down in an old court-yard.
3 Then they begin to sing and pray; She jumped up and run away.
4 Then I went down the road on her track; Found her in a mud-hole flat on her back.
5 Then I begin to fee] very stout;
Seized her by the tail and jerked her out
6 Then I begin to think it no sin; Jerked my knife and begin to skin.
7 Then I put her old hide in a loft; Up came a nigger and stole it off.