Sketches . N///.:jg^i.,X^pL^^ SPRING When the green conies back to the meadows,And the violets start to bloom,When the red bud trees are in blossom,And the dog-wood sweet with perfume. When the sun fish season youre up at break of day;When its time to start to plowin;When the hens begin to lay. *When you take your old straw hat downFrom the nail behind the replace it with the beaverThat hung there the year before. When the clothes you are wearing seem heavy;When you want to get out and sing;When the horses and mules start to sheddin,Its a definite sign of spring. *I think th
Sketches . N///.:jg^i.,X^pL^^ SPRING When the green conies back to the meadows,And the violets start to bloom,When the red bud trees are in blossom,And the dog-wood sweet with perfume. When the sun fish season youre up at break of day;When its time to start to plowin;When the hens begin to lay. *When you take your old straw hat downFrom the nail behind the replace it with the beaverThat hung there the year before. When the clothes you are wearing seem heavy;When you want to get out and sing;When the horses and mules start to sheddin,Its a definite sign of spring. *I think this entire verse was stolen from some one, but I dont knowwho, nor do I know why. Mr. Eight THE WINNER Knight of the rope and saddleDay of his golden days,Winning the grins of the pealersWinning the ladies Page Nine WHISKEY PETE.
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