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We was speakin' of folks jes' common folks	A
An' we come to this conclusion	B
That wherever they be on land or sea	C
They warm to a home allusion	B
That under the skin an' under the hide	D
There's a spark that starts a glowin'	B
Whenever they look at a scene or book	E
That something of home is showin'	B
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They may differ in creeds an' politics	F
They may argue an' even quarrel	G
But their throats grip tight	H
If they catch a sight	H
Of their favorite elm or laurel	G
An' the winding lane that they used to tread	I
With never a care to fret 'em	J
Or the pasture gate where they used to wait	K
Right under the skin will get 'em	J
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Now folks is folks on their different ways	L
With their different griefs an' pleasures	M
But the home they knew when their years were few	N
Is the dearest of all their treasures	M
An' the richest man to the poorest waif	O
Right under the skin is brother	P
When they stand an' sigh	Q
With a tear dimmed eye	Q
At a thought of the dear old mother	P
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It makes no difference where it may be	C
Nor the fortunes that years may alter	P
Be they simple or wise the old home ties	R
Make all of 'em often falter	P
Time may robe 'em in sackcloth coarse	S
Or garb 'em in gorgeous splendor	P
But whatever their lot they keep one spot	T
Down deep that is sweet an' tender	P
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We was speakin' of folks jes' common folks	A
An' we come to this conclusion	B
That one an' all be they great or small	U
Will warm to a home allusion	B
That under the skin an' the beaten hide	D
They're kin in a real affection	B
For the joys they knew	N
When their years were few	N
An' the home of their recollection	B

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