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An Oldham County Weather Philosopher	A
'Who is Corncob Jones ' you say	B
Beateningest man and talkingest	C
Talk and talk th' enduring day	C
Never even stop to rest	C
Keep on talking that a way	C
Talk you dead or do his best	C
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We were there in that old barn	D
Loafing 'round and swapping lies	E
There was Wiseheart talking corn	F
Me and Raider boosting ryes	E
When old Corncob sprung a yarn	D
Just to give us a surprise	E
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'Why ' says he 'the twelvth of May	C
'Bout ten year ago why I	G
Rickolects it to the day	C
By statistics hit wuz dry	G
But hit must have rained I say	C
'Cause well I remember why	G
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'Fer that night it 'gin to blow	H
And to rain an' rained a week	I
When hit stopped hit 'gun to show	H
Here an' there a clearin' streak	I
Then set in to sleet an' snow	H
Blamededst weather simply freak	I
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'An' the fruit wuz killt the corn	F
Gin'ral an' the gardin truck	J
That 's experience an' no yarn	D
You can't put hit down to luck	J
But to Natur' whar we larn	D
Common sense we do by Huck	J
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'Why as I have said to fore '	-
Here he aimed a streak of brown	D
At a hornet on the floor	K
Got him too 'you put hit down	D
To experience nothin' more	K
Whut they call hit there in town	D
	-
'Natur' jest rubs in the thing	L
Jest won't let a man ferget	C
Keeps hit up spring arter spring	L
Why Jest 'cause now you' kin bet	C
Blamed blackberries bloom by Jing	L
They jest need the cold an' wet	C
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'Every time the twelvth o' May	C
Cums around hit 's bound to rain	D
Almost to the very day	C
Then hit turns an' snows again	D
That 's experience I say	C
Whut we gets here in the main '	-
	-
'Talkin' 'bout experience	E
It don't help so much ' I said	C
'Not as much as common sense '	-
Here old Corncob shook his head	C
Spat and said 'Well that depen's	E
On whut common sense is Ned '	-
	-
Then old Wiseheart says says he	M
'Common sense is somethin' more	K
Common sense comes nat'rally	M
Nothin' helps hit that I 'm shore	K
But hit helps the one you see	M
That 't was borned with rich er poor '	-
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Then says Corncob 'Talkin' now	D
Of experience That wuz what	C
We wuz talkin' 'bout Somehow	D
You got stalded missed the spot	C
Barbwired both yerself an' plough	D
An' ye have n't proved a jot	C
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'You can' t git along you know	D
'Thout experience Whar 'd we be	M
If we missed hit Helps me so	D
I kin reckin acktually	M
When hit 's goin' to rain er snow	D
Er turn hot er cold ' says he	M
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'Jest by thinkin' back by Jack	N
Hit 's not whut the weather is	E
But whut hit wuz oncet long back	N
In the times whut's gone Gee whiz	E
No man needs an almanack	N
If he only notices	E
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'Weather Why sirs summer er fall	M
We kin lay hit by the heels	E
Hit cums easy natural	M
Jest like settin' down ter meals	E
Jest take notice that is all	M
Do n't rely on how hit feels	E
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'That 's experience Larn to know	D
Whut is whut an' then take heed	C
So it cums we reap an' sow	D
Jest accordin' as we 've seed	C
How 't wuz done long years ago	D
An' so profit that's my creed '	-
	-
Blamededst man you ever met	C
This old Corncob Had a way	C
Of convincing you you bet	C
By just facts as you might say	C
Tell you when 'twas dry or wet	C
And what 't would be to the day	C

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