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When I gut hum 'twas harvest time
An' there wuz golden corn
A-standin' waitin' in the shocks,
An' mother's dinner horn
Cum ringin' cheery down the road,
It sounded mighty sweet,
It seemed ter say, cum home old man
An' git somethin' ter eat.

An' there wuz cattle in the fields
An' punkins on the vines
An' flaming maples in the woods
Among the spruce an' pines,
An' squirrels jumped from limb to limb
Where there was nuts to spare,
An' autumn's haze wuz on the hills,
An' peace wuz in the air.

An' when I saw our little home
A-nestlin' in the trees,
Jest in the sunshine an' the shade
With jest a bit o' breeze,
I'll 'low my heart swelled up a bit
An' kept a-swellin' more,
Until it fairly bust itself
With Hannah at the door.

An' when she hugged me roun' the neck
An' kissed me on the cheek,

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