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9.1 out with my knife and I began, I out with my knife and I began, I out with my knife and I began; It wasn't many hours till I had her skinned —
That was one Sunday morning as I came from meeting. 10.1 carried my hide home and put it in the loft, I carried my hide home and put it in the loft, I carried my hide home and put it in the loft; Long came a rogue and carried it off —
He wanted to make him a pair of boots out of it. |
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CALOMEL |
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See Pound, No. 54; Spaeth, Weep Some More, p. 203. "Calomel Song." Obtained from Mr. Samuel Harmon, Varnell, Georgia, September, 1931. |
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1. Physician of the highest rank, To pay our fees we need a bank Join in the mortal wisdom skill We had some sense of calomel.
2. Since calomel become a dost, How many patients have we lost! How many thousand have they kill And poisoned with their calomel I
3. Mr. Ray a-being sick,
Go for the doctor and be quick;
The doctor comes with a free good will;
He never forget his calomel.
4. He takes his patient by his right hand And compliments him as a friend. He sits a while his pulse to feel
And then take out his calomel. |
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