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Daniel said traveling's risky |
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But the money's awful good |
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When I get back we can finally |
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Get ahead sure we could |
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He left the fifth of |
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DecemberTook our oldest boy |
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BenI packed them biscuits and butter |
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And never saw them again |
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How can I keep on walking |
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God Almighty tell me this |
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One foot in front of the other |
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One foot in front of the next |
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I sent my second oldest baby |
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Out to find his next of kin |
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They found the wagon in the springtime |
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Up on Killbuck |
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River edge |
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He was quieter than his brother |
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And his brother's closest friend |
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I packed him biscuits and butter |
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And never saw him again |
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How can I keep on walking |
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God Almighty tell me this |
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One foot in front of the other |
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One foot in front of the next |
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They found the bones of our team of oxen |
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The shirt |
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I'd sewn with my own hands |
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They found the basket |
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I'd pack the biscuits |
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But not a trace of my men |
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I think I'll go down to the river |
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I think I'll take up throwing stones |
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I think I'll cry until |
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I'm finished |
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And I learn to sleep alone |
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How can I keep on walking |
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God Almighty tell me this |
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One foot in front of the other |
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One foot in front of the next |
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I think I'll go down to the river |
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I think I'll take up throwing stones |
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I'll never make another biscuit |
