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The wind comes whispering to me of the country green and cool	A
Of redwing blackbirds chattering beside a reedy pool	A
It brings me soothing fancies of the homestead on the hill	B
And I hear the thrush's evening song and the robin's morning trill	B
So I fall to thinking tenderly of those I used to know	C
Where the sassafras and snakeroot and checkerberries grow	C
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What has become of Ezra Marsh who lived on Baker's hill	B
And what's become of Noble Pratt whose father kept the mill	B
And what's become of Lizzie Crum and Anastasia Snell	D
And of Roxie Root who 'tended school in Boston for a spell	D
They were the boys and they the girls who shared my youthful play	E
They do not answer to my call My playmates where are they	E
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What has become of Levi and his little brother Joe	C
Who lived next door to where we lived some forty years ago	C
I'd like to see the Newton boys and Quincy Adams Brown	F
And Hepsy Hall and Ella Cowles who spelled the whole school down	F
And Gracie Smith the Cutler boys Leander Snow and all	G
Who I am sure would answer could they only hear my call	G
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I'd like to see Bill Warner and the Conkey boys again	H
And talk about the times we used to wish that we were men	H
And one I shall not name her could I see her gentle face	I
And hear her girlish treble in this distant lonely place	I
The flowers and hopes of springtime they perished long ago	C
And the garden where they blossomed is white with winter snow	C
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O cottage neath the maples have you seen those girls and boys	J
That but a little while ago made oh such pleasant noise	J
O trees and hills and brooks and lanes and meadows do you know	C
Where I shall find my little friends of forty years ago	C
You see I'm old and weary and I've traveled long and far	K
I am looking for my playmates I wonder where they are	K

Eugene Field

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