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    Old Grimes is dead that good old man

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    VoiceCollected by: Mary A. Mitchell Mary Eva Davis Altus, Arkansas Fall, 1963 Old Grimes is dead that good old man We'll never see him no more He used to wear his frock tail coat that opened down beforeFunding for digitization provided by the Arkansas Humanities Council and the Happy Hollow Foundation

    Away over yonder on the old stage road

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    VoiceCollected by: Mary A. Mitchell Mary Eva Davis Altus, Arkansas Fall, 1963 Away over yonder on the old stage road The old hen cackled and the roaster crowed The old horse kicked and then begin to pranc The old sow whistled and the little pigs dancedFunding for digitization provided by the Arkansas Humanities Council and the Happy Hollow Foundation

    Down on the Pichelo farm; Rig Jag

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    VoiceCollected by: Mary A. Mitchell Mary Eva Davis Altus, Arkansas Fall, 1963 B-I-A Go go down on the bingo farm Oh potatoes they grow small over there Oh potatoes they grow small and they dig em in the fall and they eat em tops and all over thereFunding for digitization provided by the Arkansas Humanities Council and the Happy Hollow Foundation

    Oh she's very neat and tidy

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    VoiceCollected by: Mary A. Mitchell Mary Eva Davis Altus, Arkansas Fall, 1963 Oh she's very neat and tidy And I meet her every Friday She's as pure as the lilly in the dell She's as pretty as the heather pretty purple heather Molly my Scotoch BluebellFunding for digitization provided by the Arkansas Humanities Council and the Happy Hollow Foundation

    Draw a bucket of water to wash

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    VoiceCollected by: Mary A. Mitchell Mary Eva Davis Altus, Arkansas Fall, 1963 Draw a bucket of water to wash the gummer's daughter One berry bush two berry bush Three little sisters peeping underFunding for digitization provided by the Arkansas Humanities Council and the Happy Hollow Foundation

    Will you take a walk with me my little wife today?

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    voiceCollected by: Mary A. Mitchell Mary Eva Davis Altus, Arkansas Fall, 1963 Will you take a walk with me my little wife today? There's barley in the barley fields and hay seed in the hay. "Thank you", said the clucking hen I've something else to do I'm busy setting on my eggs I cannot walk with youFunding for digitization provided by the Arkansas Humanities Council and the Happy Hollow Foundation

    As I go home tonight I'll smoke my long stemmed pipe

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    VoiceCollected by: Mary A. Mitchell Mary Eva Davis Altus, Arkansas Fall, 1963 As I go home tonight I'll smoke my long stemmed pipe No one to call me darlin No one to say good night No one to say good night No one to say good night No one to call me darlin No one to say goodnight Her cheeks was fair as a lilly and her age was just sixteen Her cheeks was fair as a lilly and her age was just sixteenFunding for digitization provided by the Arkansas Humanities Council and the Happy Hollow Foundation

    Everytime I come to town the boys keeps a

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    voiceCollected by: Mary A. Mitchell Mary Eva Davis Altus, Arkansas Fall, 1963 Everytime I come to town the boys keeps a kickin my houn aroun makes no difference if he is a houn they got to quit kickin my houn aroun Pa he cussed and then he swore and that also made me sore Everytime I come to town the boys keeps a kickin my houn aroun Makes no difference if he is a houn they got to quit kickin my houn aroundFunding for digitization provided by the Arkansas Humanities Council and the Happy Hollow Foundation

    Where there's a will there's always a way

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    VoiceCollected by: Mary A. Mitchell Mary Eva Davis Altus, Arkansas Fall, 1963 Where there's a will there's always a way Over the garden wall there's always a night as well as a day Over the garden wall there ain't much money but weddings are cheap And while the old father was snoring asleep With lad and ladder she managed to creep over the garden wall The sweetest one of all There was never yet Such eyes of jet And you can bet I'll never forget The night our lips in kisses met Over the garden wallFunding for digitization provided by the Arkansas Humanities Council and the Happy Hollow Foundation

    Alien Registration- Mitchell, Mary B. (Brownville, Piscataquis County)

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