James Whitcomb Riley - Old October

James Whitcomb Riley - Old October

Old October's purt' nigh gone, br And the frosts is comin' on br Little heavier every day-- br Like our hearts is thataway! br Leaves is changin' overhead br Back from green to gray and red, br Brown and yeller, with their stems br Loosenin' on the oaks and e'ms; br And the balance of the trees br Gittin' balder every breeze-- br Like the heads we're scratchin' on! br Old October's purt' nigh gone. br br I love Old October so, br I can't bear to see her go-- br Seems to me like losin' some br Old-home relative er chum-- br 'Pears like sorto' settin' by br Some old friend 'at sigh by sigh br Was a-passin' out o' sight br Into everlastin' night! br Hickernuts a feller hears br Rattlin' down is more like tears br Drappin' on the leaves below-- br I love Old October so! br br Can't tell what it is about br Old October knock me out--! br I sleep well enough at night-- br And the blamedest appetite br Ever mortal man possessed--, br Last thing et, it tastes the best--! br Warnuts, butternuts, pawpaws, br 'Iles and limbers up my jaws br Fer raal service, sich as new br Pork, spareribs, and sausage, too--.


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Uploaded: 2014-11-10

Duration: 01:44

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