Sergeant York
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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

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getting corn
out of rocks.

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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.

:11:55
You reckon it could
do any good?

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Well...
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wouldn't do no harm.
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I'll be riding up
and having a talk with him.

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I'm a-thanking you,
pastor.

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George.
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Yes, ma?
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I reckon i know
where your brother's at.

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He's up
the kentuck border.

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Go fetch him.
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Yes, ma'am.
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Better be taking
a piece of pone

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for your supper,
son.

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Yes, ma'am.

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