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James Weldon Johnson - The Seasons
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W`en de leaves begin to fall,
An` de fros` is on de ground,
An` de `simmons is a-ripenin` on de tree;
W`en I heah de dinner call,
An` de chillen gadder `round,
`Tis den de `possum is de meat fu` me.

W`en de wintertime am pas`
An` de spring is come at las`,
W`en de good ole summer sun begins to shine;
Oh! my thoughts den tek a turn,
An` my heart begins to yearn
Fo` dat watermelon growin` on de vine.

Now, de yeah will sholy bring
`Round a season fu` us all,
Ev`y one kin pick his season f`om de res`;
But de melon in de spring,
An` de `possum in de fall,
Mek it hard to tell which time o` year am bes`.
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