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Blow dat ho'n dah loud an' strong,
  Call de dogs an' da'kies neah;
Mek its music cleah an' long,
  So de folks at home kin hyeah.
Blow it twell de hills an' trees
  Sen's de echoes tumblin' back;
Blow it twell de back'ard breeze
  Tells de folks we 's on de track.
Coons is a-ramblin' an' 'possums is out;
Look at dat dog; you could set on his tail!
Watch him now—steady,—min' what you 's about,
Bless me, dat animal 's got on de trail!

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