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A Tale Of Earnest Effort And Human Perfidy	A
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It's all very well for preachin'	B
But preachin' and practice don't gee	A
I've give the thing a fair trial	C
And you can't ring it in on me	A
So toddle along with your pledge Squire	D
Ef that's what you want me to sign	B
Betwixt me and you I've been thar	E
And I'll not take any in mine	B
	-
A year ago last Fo'th July	F
A lot of the boys was here	G
We all got corned and signed the pledge	H
For to drink no more that year	I
There was Tilmon Joy and Sheriff McPhail	J
And me and Abner Fry	F
And Shelby's boy Leviticus	K
And the Golyers Luke and Cy	F
	-
And we anteed up a hundred	L
In the hands of Deacon Kedge	H
For to be divided the follerin' Fo'th	M
'Mongst the boys that kep' the pledge	H
And we knowed each other so well Squire	D
You may take my scalp for a fool	N
Ef every man when he signed his name	O
Didn't feel cock sure of the pool	N
	-
Fur a while it all went lovely	A
We put up a job next day	P
Fur to make Joy b'lieve his wife was dead	Q
And he went home middlin' gay	P
Then Abner Fry he killed a man	B
And afore he was hung McPhail	J
Jest bilked the widder outen her sheer	I
By getting him slewed in jail	J
	-
But Chris'mas scooped the Sheriff	R
The egg nogs gethered him in	B
And Shelby's boy Leviticus	K
Was New Year's tight as sin	B
And along in March the Golyers	K
Got so drunk that a fresh biled owl	S
Would 'a' looked 'longside o' them two young men	B
Like a sober temperance fowl	S
	-
Four months alone I walked the chalk	T
I thought my heart would break	U
And all them boys a slappin my back	V
And axin' What'll you take	U
I never slep' without dreamin' dreams	K
Of Burbin Peach or Rye	F
But I chawed at my niggerhead and swore	W
I'd rake that pool or die	F
	-
At last the Fo'th I humped myself	X
Through chores and breakfast soon	B
Then scooted down to Taggart's store	W
For the pledge was off at noon	B
And all the boys was gethered thar	E
And each man hilt his glass	K
Watchin' me and the clock quite solemn like	Y
Fur to see the last minute pass	K
	-
The clock struck twelve I raised the jug	Z
And took one lovin' pull	A2
I was holler clar from skull to boots	K
It seemed I couldn't git full	A2
But I was roused by a fiendish laugh	B2
That might have raised the dead	Q
Them ornary sneaks had sot the clock	T
A half an hour ahead	Q
	-
All right I squawked You've got me	A
Jest order your drinks agin	B
And we'll paddle up to the Deacon's	K
And scoop the ante in	B
But when we got to Kedge's	K
What a sight was that we saw	K
The Deacon and Parson Skeeters	K
In the tail of a game of Draw	K
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They had shook 'em the heft of the mornin'	B
The Parson's luck was fa'r	K
And he raked the minute we got thar	K
The last of our pool on a pa'r	K
So toddle along with your pledge Squire	K
I 'low it's all very fine	B
But ez fur myself I thank ye	A
I'll not take any in mine	B

John Milton Hay

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