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Show Where It Was Done. Jou Bums, he cut tun cords of wood From rlsu to set o sun; He cut It, uud he piled It, too, Yes, sir, that's w'at he done. To cut teu cord ' wood, I vow, Is one tremendous chore Jou Burns cut hi behind tho atovo In Grover, Hose's torv. Jou Burns, he cut eight load o' hay, I swan, uu' raked it, too, An' in twelvo hours by thu clock Ho was entirely through. Ho could, I guess, before he blept, 1 Cut Jes' as many more, Ho cut It where ho did thu wood-In wood-In Grover, Rose's store. Joe Burns, he plowed four acres nnct, He plowed It good an' neat; An' fore the sun had near goue down The job was all complete. The horses never turned a lialr, 1 Wasn't tired, nor leas' bit sore, He plowed It all lit one short day In ()rnvr, Rose's store, i j Sulected. |