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large/2254/ballads_cheechako_0811_librivox_64kb_mp3/10_songofthemouthorgan_service_hp_64kb
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Ask the stoker and the sailor of the sea; Ask the mucker and the hewer of the pine; Ask the herder of the plain, ask the gleaner of the grain   There's a lowly, loving kingdom  and it's mine. ASK THE STOKER AND THE SAILOR OF THE SEA ASK THE MUCKER AND THE HEWER OF THE PINE ASK THE HERDER OF THE PLAIN ASK THE GLEANER OF THE GRAIN THERE'S A LOWLY LOVING KINGDOM AND IT'S MINE
livid foam: When you cheered your messmates nine with "Ben Bolt" and "Clementine", And "Dixie Land" and "Seeing Nellie Home"? Let the jammy banjo voice the Younger Son, Who waits for his remittance to arrive; I represent the grimy, gritty one, Who sweats his bones to keep himself alive; Who's up against the real thing from his birth; Whose heritage is hard and bitter toil; I voice the weary, smeary ones of earth, The helots of the sea and of the soil. I'm the Steinway of strange mischief and mischance; I'm the Stradivarius of blank defeat; In the down-world, when the devil leads the dance, I am simply and symbolically meet; I'm the irrepressive spirit of mankind; I'm the small boy playing knuckle down with Death; At the end of all things known, where God's rubbish-heap is thrown, I shrill impudent triumph at a breath. I'm a humble little bit of tin and horn; I'm a byword, I'm a plaything, I'm a jest; The virtuoso looks on me with scorn; But there's times when I am better than the best. GALE THE HISSING STEEPS AND GULFS OF LIVID FOAM THEN YOU CHEERED YOUR MESSMATES NINE WITH BEN BOLT AND CLEMENTINE AND DIXIE LAND AND SEEING NELLIE HOME LET THE JAMMY BANJO VOICE THE YOUNGER SON WHO WAITS FOR HIS REMITTANCE TO ARRIVE I REPRESENT THE GRIMY GRITTY ONE WHO SWEATS HIS BONES TO KEEP HIMSELF ALIVE WHO'S UP AGAINST THE REAL THING FROM HIS BIRTH WHOSE HERITAGE IS HARD AND BITTER TOIL I VOICE THE WEARY SMEARY ONES OF EARTH THE HELLOTS OF THE SEA AND OF THE SOIL I'M THE STINWAY OF STRANGE MISCHIEF AND MISCHANCE I'M THE STRATIVARIUS OF BLANK DEFEAT IN THE DOWN WORLD WHEN THE DEVIL LEADS THE DANCE I AM SIMPLY AND SYMBOLICALLY MEET I'M THE IRREPRESSIVE SPIRIT OF MANKIND I'M THE SMALL BOY PLAYING KNUCKLE DOWN WITH DEATH AT THE END OF ALL THINGS KNOWN WHERE GOD'S RUBBISH HEAP IS THROWN I SHRILL IMPUDENT TRIUMPH AT A BREATH I'M A HUMBLE LITTLE BIT OF TIN AND HORN I'M A BYWORD I'M A PLAYTHING I'M A JEST THE VIRTUOSO LOOKS ON ME WITH SCORN BUT THERE'S TIMES WHEN I AM BETTER THAN THE BEST
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