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JOHN	A
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I'VE worked in the field all day a plowin' the stony streak	B
I've scolded my team till I'm hoarse I've tramped till my legs are weak	B
I've choked a dozen swears so's not to tell Jane fibs	C
When the plow p'int struck a stone and the handles punched my ribs	C
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I've put my team in the barn and rubbed their sweaty coats	C
I've fed 'em a heap of hay and half a bushel of oats	C
And to see the way they eat makes me like eatin' feel	D
And Jane won't say to night that I don't make out a meal	D
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Well said the door is locked but here she's left the key	E
Under the step in a place known only to her and me	E
I wonder who's dyin' or dead that she's hustled off pell mell	F
But here on the table's a note and probably this will tell	F
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Good God my wife is gone my wife is gone astray	G
The letter it says Good bye for I'm a going away	G
I've lived with you six months John and so far I've been true	H
But I'm going away to day with a handsomer man than you	H
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A han'somer man than me Why that ain't much to say	G
There's han'somer men than me go past here every day	G
There's han'somer men than me I ain't of the han'some kind	I
But a lovin'er man than I was I guess she'll never find	I
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Curse her curse her I say and give my curses wings	C
May the words of love I've spoke be changed to scorpion stings	C
Oh she filled my heart with joy she emptied my heart of doubt	J
And now with a scratch of a pen she lets my heart's blood out	J
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Curse her curse her say I she'll some time rue this day	G
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She'll some time learn that hate is a game that two can play	G
And long before she dies she'll grieve she ever was born	K
And I'll plow her grave with hate and seed it down to scorn	K
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As sure as the world goes on there'll come a time when she	E
Will read the devilish heart of that han'somer man than me	E
And there'll be a time when he will find as others do	H
That she who is false to one can be the same with two	H
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And when her face grows pale and when her eyes grow dim	L
And when he is tired of her and she is tired of him	L
She'll do what she ought to have done and coolly count the cost	M
And then she'll see things clear and know what she has lost	N
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And thoughts that are now asleep will wake up in her mind	I
And she will mourn and cry for what she has left behind	I
And maybe she'll sometimes long for me for me but no	O
I've blotted her out of my heart and I will not have it so	O
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And yet in her girlish heart there was somethin' or other she had	P
That fastened a man to her and wasn't entirely bad	P
And she loved me a little I think although it didn't last	Q
But I mustn't think of these things I've buried 'em in the past	Q
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I'll take my hard words back nor make a bad matter worse	C
She'll have trouble enough she shall not have my curse	C
But I'll live a life so square and I well know that I can	R
That she always will sorry be that she went with that han'somer man	R
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Ah here is her kitchen dress it makes my poor eyes blur	S
It seems when I look at that as if 'twas holdin' her	S
And here are her week day shoes and there is her week day hat	T
And yonder's her weddin' gown I wonder she didn't take that	T
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'Twas only this mornin' she came and called me her dearest dear	U
And said I was makin' for her a regular paradise here	V
O God if you want a man to sense the pains of hell	F
Before you pitch him in just keep him in heaven a spell	F
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Good bye I wish that death had severed us two apart	W
You've lost a worshiper here you've crushed a lovin' heart	W
I'll worship no woman again but I guess I'll learn to pray	G
And kneel as you used to kneel before you run away	G
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And if I thought I could bring my words on heaven to bear	X
And if I thought I had some little influence there	X
I would pray that I might be if it only could be so	O
As happy and gay as I was a half an hour ago	O
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JANE	Y
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entering	Z
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Why John what a litter here you've thrown things all around	A2
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Come what's the matter now and what 've you lost or found	A2
And here's my father here a waiting for supper too	H
I've been a riding with him he's that handsomer man than you	H
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Ha ha Pa take a seat while I put the kettle on	A
And get things ready for tea and kiss my dear old John	A
Why John you look so strange Come what has crossed your track	B2
I was only a joking you know I'm willing to take it back	B2
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JOHN	A
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aside	C2
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Well now if this ain't a joke with rather a bitter cream	D2
It seems as if I'd woke from a mighty ticklish dream	D2
And I think she smells a rat for she smiles at me so queer	U
I hope she don't good Lord I hope that they didn't hear	V
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'Twas one of her practical drives she thought I'd understand	E2
But I'll never break sod again till I get the lay of the land	E2
But one thing's settled with me to appreciate heaven well	F
'Tis good for a man to have some fifteen minutes of hell	F
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William Mckendree Carleton

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