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"I sees a place an' wanders in To watch the games an' hear the tin A-changin' hands, an' likewise see If any one on earth knows me. About that time a kid drifts in A-totin' of a violin— A fiddle, sure, it was his game To drift around an' play the same.
"Talk o' makin' dumb things speak! You ought to see that there boy's cheek Lay -lovin'-Hke on that noise-box, Whilst on his heels he stands an' rocks, An' lets his soul sift down them strings An' tell you all the sweetest things You ever heerd of in your life, From courtin' down to mortal strife.
"An* when he lets her die away,
I rise up here an' beg to say
It seemed the world got dark an' cold,
Like when you know you're get tin' old.
An' then I says to him right then,
'Say, son, I antes up a ten
If you'll jes* give my heart a treat—
Play "Sunny Southern Skies'! complete.'
"The kid he nods, then slams his chin Up close to that old violin, An' draws the bow—he knew his job— An'-then she starts to cry an" sob; An' underneadst the cryin' seems |
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