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By Jack Joseph Smith
Qur mind has no injury in our work
That would be slight in our song
That is just a belief
Easy as never done
Breading ground is our rule
Nostrels smelling sober
Walking the same way as the rain
While back between the sunshine
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We lift iron like the Bible showd known
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Bent as the fence, a sieow tipped
Our dreams dream too
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Doné't you see that looking up once any awhile
has you thinking about all the birds
being about the sme
Looking at trouble is what is taught first
After that, it is all a breeze
Willows warn on back Ohio streets
Better than buck eyed without difficulties
Get to close to town and a brook is gone