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Hoosier Lyrics Eugene Field
Hoosier Lyrics
Eugene Field
We've come from Indiany, five hundred miles or more, Supposin' we wuz goin' to get the nominashin, shore; For Col. New assured us (in that noospaper o' his) That we cud hev the airth, if we'd only tend to biz. But here we've been a-slavin' more like bosses than like men To diskiver that the people do not hanker arter Ben; It is fur Jeems G. Blaine an' not for Harrison they shout- And the gobble-uns 'el git us
| Mediji | Grāmatas Paperback Book (Grāmata ar mīksto vāku un līmēto muguru) |
| Izlaists | 2015. gada 1. novembris |
| ISBN13 | 9781518720482 |
| Izdevēji | Createspace Independent Publishing Platf |
| Lapas | 88 |
| Izmēri | 152 × 229 × 5 mm · 127 g |
| Valoda | Angļu |
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