How John Quit The Farm (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
Nobody on the old farm here but Mother, me and John, Except, of course, the extry he'p when harvest-time come on-- And ...
Nobody on the old farm here but Mother, me and John, Except, of course, the extry he'p when harvest-time come on-- And ...
Faith, 'tis good to see him comin' when the bell for Mass is flingin'Gladsome golden notes appealin' on the Sabbath-softened ...
When you see a man come walking down through George Street loose and free,Suit of saddle tweed and soft shirt, ...
A weddin', a woo, A clog an' a shoe,A pot full o' porridge; away we go! ...
You kin talk about your racin' with your horses neck and neck--We have had one here in Cactus that's the ...
When little Fanny came to town, I felt as I could sing!She were the sprackest little maid, the ...
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