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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.

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