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James Whitcomb Riley - As My Uncle Used To Say
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I`ve thought a power on men and things,
    As my uncle ust to say,--
  And ef folks don`t work as they pray, i jings!
    W`y, they ain`t no use to pray!
  Ef you want somepin`, and jes dead-set
  A-pleadin` fer it with both eyes wet,
  And _tears_ won`t bring it, w`y, you try _sweat_,
    As my uncle ust to say.

  They`s some don`t know their A, B, Cs,
    As my uncle ust to say,
  And yit don`t waste no candle-grease,
    Ner whistle their lives away!
  But ef they can`t write no book, ner rhyme
  No ringin` song fer to last all time,
  They can blaze the way fer the march sublime,
    As my uncle ust to say.

  Whoever`s Foreman of all things here,
    As my uncle ust to say,
  He knows each job `at we `re best fit fer,
    And our round-up, night and day:
  And a-sizin` _His_ work, east and west,
  And north and south, and worst and best
  I ain`t got nothin` to suggest,
    As my uncle ust to say.
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