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Show JUST FOLKS. Folks are queer, as they can be, Always savin' "don't" to me, Don't do this an' don't do that, Don't annoy or tease the cat, Don't throw stones, or climb a tree, Don't play in the road. Oh, Gee! Seems like when I want to play, Don't is all that they can say. If I start to have some fun,' Someone hollers, "Don't you ran!" It I want to go an' play, Mother says, "Don't go away." Seems my life is filled clear through With the things I mustn't do. All the time I'm shouted at: c "No, no, Sonny, don't do that!" Don't shout so au make a noise. Don't play with those naughty boys. Don't eat candy, dont cat pie, Don't you laugh and don't you cry. Don't stand up and don't you fall, Don't do anything at all, Seems to me both night an' day Don't is all that they can say. When I'm older in my ways, An have little boys to raise, Bet I'll let 'era race an' run. An' not always spoil their fun, I'll not tell 'em al along, Everything they like is wrong, An' you bet your life I won't All the time be saying don't. |