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Wasn't it pleasant O brother mine	A
In those old days of the lost sunshine	A
Of youth when the Saturday's chores were through	B
And the 'Sunday's wood' in the kitchen too	B
And we went visiting 'me and you '	C
Out to Old Aunt Mary's	D
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It all comes back so clear to day	E
Though I am as bald as you are gray	E
Out by the barn lot and down the lane	F
We patter along in the dust again	G
As light as the tips of the drops of the rain	F
Out to Old Aunt Mary's	D
	-
We cross the pasture and through the wood	H
Where the old gray snag of the poplar stood	H
Where the hammering 'red heads' hopped awry	I
And the buzzard 'raised' in the 'clearing' sky	I
And lolled and circled as we went by	I
Out to Old Aunt Mary's	D
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And then in the dust of the road again	G
And the teams we met and the countrymen	J
And the long highway with sunshine spread	K
As thick as butter on country bread	K
Our cares behind and our hearts ahead	K
Out to Old Aunt Mary's	D
	-
Why I see her now in the open door	L
Where the little gourds grew up the sides and o'er	M
The clapboard roof And her face ah me	N
Wasn't it good for a boy to see	N
And wasn't it good for a boy to be	N
Out to Old Aunt Mary's	D
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The jelly the Jam and the marmalade	O
And the cherry and quince 'preserves'' she made	O
And the sweet sour pickles of peach and pear	P
With cinnamon in 'em and all things rare	P
And the more we ate was the more to spare	P
Out to Old Aunt Mary's	D
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And the old spring house in the cool green gloom	Q
Of the willow trees and the cooler room	Q
Where the swinging shelves and the crocks were kept	R
Where the cream in a golden languor slept	R
While the waters gurgled and laughed and wept	R
Out to Old Aunt Mary's	D
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And O my brother so far away	E
This is to tell you she waits to day	E
To welcome us Aunt Mary fell	S
Asleep this morning whispering 'Tell	S
The boys to come ' And all is well	S
Out to Old Aunt Mary's	D

James Whitcomb Riley

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