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36150	Field, Eugene	Hoosier Lyrics			.txt	text/plain	17668	1888	96	Looks jest like his grampa, who's dead these many years-Seems like she seen two little eyes And seemed like, while she looked, we saw her eyes grow softer, And some looked back on happier days and saw the old-time faces It kind uv did 'em good they said, to feast their hungry eyes on An', natural-like, he fell in love with the good ol' Tribune ways; Cliff Bill allowed the like uv how he win wuz never seen! When a fellow feels his heart rise up like a doughnut in his throat 'Tis even so in other things--yes, in our greedy eyes Methinks the west shall know me best That we shall say, let come what may, A thing come down from righteous days, That's sure to come this time o' year to every little boy; And who next year, we'd like to know, Come, let us know how came you so,	./cache/36150.txt	./txt/36150.txt