There's a heap of fun you've missed.
If you've never mauled a timber wedge
An' hewed an oaken glut,
An' jerked a stump-saw lively
When the Key was saggin' shut.
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I wouldn't take a fortune
For some memories that I've got
Of workin' with my Daddy
Down in our timber lot.
If I lived to be a thousand,
With all the strength I had
I'd bless that spot, for there it was
That first I knew my Dad;
And while I'm on the subject
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