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OLD FOLKS AT HOME |
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2 All 'round de little farm I wandered
When I was young, Den many happy days I squandered,
Many de songs I sung. When I was playing wid my brudder,
.Happy was I; Oh! take me to my kind old mudder,
Dere let mo live and die. |
3 One little hut among de bushes,
One dat I love,. Still sadly to my mem'ry rashes,
No matter where I rove. When will I see de bees a humming',
All 'round de comb? When will I hear de banjo tumming,
Down in my good old home? |
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