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Bringing up a fam'ly Yankee way. Met my children Now I am a had-luck Chinaman. After working Just to lock me up in when I'm bad. When I start to

when they land In a fliver, second hand. hard all day, I got home and then they say: town each day, They pop you up and loudly say:

Burthen "Papa, oh papa, What a Yankee dad you "Papa, oh papa, Go and wash the motor "Papa, oh papa, Bring us each a kiddie

are!" Said Sing Far and Sing Sat As they car; When you're through, change a shoe. What a  car; Bring a spade, and a pail, And a

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