A Song about me! When I was a child and I learned to read I learned to write and play. I slept under a tree, in a hen house And sometimes near the bay. *But momma had a dozen and we all loved her so. I picked the apples, berries and plums And planted onions too. We had music by the campfires, ghost stories And games were few. *But momma had a dozen and we all loved her so. We all went a - Snipe - hunting with a stick, an axe, Gunnysacks and crew. Early next morning up at the break of dawn, crab our coveralls And head for the fields till through. **But momma had a dozen and we all loved her so. Momma made beans, biscuits and gravy and she washed Clothes and cleaned all day. We helped momma with all the chores, for I remember Daddy had always gone away. *Oh. . . oh. . oh. . How momma tried. A song about me, Laura G Hurst
Posted on: Sun, 12 Oct 2014 01:37:13 +0000
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