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Den my fam'ly gadders roun' me
 In de fadin' o' de light,
Ez I strike de strings to try 'em
 Ef dey all is tuned er-right.
An' it seems we're so nigh heaben
 We kin hyeah de angels sing
When de music o' dat banjo
 Sets my cabin all er-ring.

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