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large/1281/lovesongs_sv_librivox_64kb_mp3/love-songs_field_11_64kb
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No matter what our trouble is, when he begins to coo, Old gran'ma laughs, And gran'pa laughs, Wife, she laughs, And I  you bet, I laugh, too! NO MATTER WHAT OUR TROUBLE IS WHEN HE BEGINS TO COO OLD GRANDMA LAUGHS AND GRANDPA LAUGHS WIFE SHE LAUGHS AND I YOU BET I LAUGH TOO
ll, I laugh, too! You'd think, to see us carrying on about that little tad, That, like as not, that baby was the first we'd ever had; But, sakes alive! he isn't, yet we people make a fuss As if the only baby in the world had come to us! And, morning, noon, and night-time, whatever he may do, Gran'ma, she laughs, Gran'pa, he laughs, Wife, she laughs, And I, of course, laugh, too! But once--a likely spell ago--when that poor little chick From teething or from some such ill of infancy fell sick, You wouldn't know us people as the same that went about A-feelin' good all over, just to hear him crow and shout; And, though the doctor poohed our fears and said he'd pull him through, Old gran'ma cried, And gran'pa cried, And wife, she cried, And I--yes, I cried, too! It makes us all feel good to have a baby on the place, With his everlastin' crowing and his dimpling, dumpling face; The patter of his pinky feet makes music everywhere, And when he shakes those fists of his, good-by to every care! GHS AND GRANDPA LAUGHS AND WIFE SHE LAUGHS AND I WELL I LAUGH TOO YOU'D THINK TO SEE US CARRYING ON ABOUT THE LITTLE TAD THAT LIKE AS NOT THAT BABY WAS THE FIRST WE'D EVER HAD BUT TAKES A LIFE HE ISN'T YET WE PEOPLE MAKE A FUSS AS IF THE ONLY BABY IN THE WORLD HAD COME TO US AND MORNING NOON AND NIGHTTIME WHATEVER HE MAY DO GRANDMA SHE LAUGHS GRANDPA HE LAUGHS WIFE SHE LAUGHS AND I OF COURSE LAUGH TOO BUT ONCE A LIKELY SPELL AGO WHEN THAT POOR LITTLE CHICK FROM TEETHING OR FROM SOME SUCH ILL OF INFANCY FELL SICK YOU WOULDN'T KNOW US PEOPLE AS THE SAME THAT WENT ABOUT A FEELING GOOD ALL OVER JUST TO HEAR HIM CROW AND SHOUT AND THOUGH THE DOCTOR POOHED OUR FEARS AND SAID HE'D PULL HIM THROUGH OLD GRANDMA CRIED AND GRANDPA CRIED AND WIFE SHE CRIED AND I YES I CRIED TOO IT MAKES US ALL FEEL GOOD TO HAVE A BABY ON THE PLACE WITH HIS EVERLASTING CRONE AND HIS DIMPLING DUMPLING FACE THE PATTER OF HIS PINKY FEET MAKES MUSIC EVERYWHERE AND WHEN HE SHAKES THOSE FISTS OF HIS GOOD BY TO EVERY CARE
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