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Show ! - THINKING OF RILEY !? Oh. I "always think of Riley when ; .. the frot comes back again ' And the pumpkin's yellow glory j ' cheers the weary hearts of men. j With the apple ripe for eating and , the grate fire shedding cheer j' I always think of Riley, for he loved this time of year. I wish that I could sing it as he sang it long ago, The beauty of the orchards and the woods where colors glow. The clucking of the chickens and the turkeys in the flock. i "When the frost is on the pumpkin j and the fodder's in the shock." ffl ! Now the glory of the harvest is about t us everywhere J And there's something appetizing in I the fragrance of the air, j But there's only one thing missing, j old Jim Riley should be here f To revel in the splendor, for he loved j this time of year. i |