Sergeant York
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:10:01
Do tell.
:10:01
Old man jarvis
up bear creek way

:10:03
told me he seen
the three of them

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riding their mules
hellbent for letching

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towards
the kentuck border.

:10:08
They reckon the liquor
were getting low,

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and they wanted
to get there

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before they sobered up.
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Psst!
:10:18
Howdy, mrs. York.
:10:21
Howdy, luke.
:10:22
Howdy, mother york.
:10:24
Tolerable, pastor.
:10:25
What can i do
for you today?

:10:28
Could i be getting
a can of baking powder

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and a poke of salt?
:10:34
Sure thing.
:10:42
I ain't having
but five eggs,

:10:45
and they're
kind of puny.

:10:46
Oh, eggs are eggs,
i reckon.

:10:50
I was plumb
out of salt.

:10:56
Don't be taking it hard,
mother york,

:10:58
what you just heared.
:11:00
I ain't
a-taking nothing hard, pastor,

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and i ain't
making excuses for alvin

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to nobody.
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Of course you ain't,
and i ain't asking you to.

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I'm right proud
of alvin.

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Got a right to be.
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Works hard,
alvin does,

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patching
and scratching that poor land.

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It's mighty hard
work

:11:23
getting corn
out of rocks.

:11:25
Indeed it is.
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Who's to blame him
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if he busts loose
now and again?

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Nobody, mother york.
Nary a soul.

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Of course,
i ain't for alvin doing like he does.

:11:42
A little religion
wouldn't do him no hurt.

:11:47
No, it wouldn't.
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Pastor, i wouldn't
be agin

:11:53
your talking
to alvin.

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You reckon it could
do any good?

:11:59
Well...

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