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Lyrics of Love and Laughter Dey's a hones hea't a-beatin' unnerneaf dese rags o' mine, Li'l' gal. C'ose dey ain' no use in mockin' whut de birds an' wheathah do, But I's so'y I cain't 'spress it w'en I knows I loves you true, Dat's de reason I's a-sighin' an' a-singin' now fu' you, Li'l' gal. DOUGLASS. AH, Douglass, we have fall'n on evil days, Such days as thou, not even thou didst know, When thee, the eyes of that harsh long ago Saw, sailent, at the cross of devious ways, And all the country heard thee with amaze. Not ended then, the passionate ebb and flow, The awful tide that battled to and fro; We ride amid a tempest of dispraise. 127