large/1281/lovesongs_sv_librivox_64kb_mp3/love-songs_field_06_64kb_8
large/1281/lovesongs_sv_librivox_64kb_mp3/love-songs_field_06_64kb
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Got a yeller dog named Sport, sick him on the cat; First thing she knows she doesn't know where she is at! Got a clipper sled, an' when us kids goes out to slide, 'Long comes the grocery cart, an' we all hook a ride! GOT A YELLA DOG NAMED SPORT SICK AMONG THE CAT FIRST THING SHE KNOWS SHE DON'T KNOW WHERE SHE IS AT GOT A CLIPPER SLED AND WHEN AS KIDS GO OUT TO SLIDE LONG COMES THE GROCERY CART AND WE ALL HOOK A RIDE
; For with your song and rapture Cometh the moment when It's half-past kissing time And time to kiss again! So--so the days go fleeting Like golden fancies free, And every day that cometh Is full of sweets for me; And sweetest are those moments My darling comes to climb Into my lap to mind me That it is kissing time. Sometimes, maybe, he wanders A heedless, aimless way-- Sometimes, maybe, he loiters In pretty, prattling play; But presently bethinks him And hastens to me then, For it's half-past kissing time And time to kiss again! JEST 'FORE CHRISTMAS Father calls me William, sister calls me Will, Mother calls me Willie, but the fellers call me Bill! Mighty glad I ain't a girl--ruther be a boy, Without them sashes, curls, an' things that's worn by Fauntleroy! Love to chawnk green apples an' go swimmin' in the lake-- Hate to take the castor-ile they give for bellyache! 'Most all the time, the whole year round, there ain't no flies on me, But jest 'fore Christmas I'm as good as I kin be!  LOVE JUST FOR CHRISTMAS FROM LOVE SONGS OF CHILDHOOD THIS IS THE LIBERVOX RECORDING ALL LIBERVOX RECORDINGS ARE IN THE PUBLIC DOMAIN FOR MORE INFORMATION OR TO VOLUNTEER PLEASE VISIT EL I BI R I VO X DATTAWARGI RECORDING WESKIDD VASILIKOVA LOVE SONGS OF CHILDHOOD BY EUGENE FIELD JUST FOR CHRISTMAS FATHER CALLS ME WILLIAM SISTER CALLS ME WILL MOTHER CALLS ME WILLY BUT THE FELLAHS CALL ME BILL MONEY GLAD I AIN'T A GIRL RATHER BE A BOY WITHOUT THEM SASHES CURLSIN THINGS THAT'S WORN BY FAUNTLEROI LOVE TO CHALK GREEN APPLES AND GO SWIMMING IN THE LAKE HATE TO TAKE THE CASTOR OIL THE GIFFER BELLY ACHE MOST ALL THE TIME THE WHOLE YEAR ROUND THERE AIN'T NO FLIES ON ME BUT JUST FOR CHRISTMAS I'M AS GOOD AS I CAN BE
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