Where the Red Fern Grows
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:09:03
Will there be spoken
:09:09
For time won't matter
:09:14
Any more
:09:20
Beulah land
:09:25
I'm longing for you
:09:31
And someday
:09:35
On thee I'll stand
:09:42
Where my home
:09:47
Shall be eternal
:09:55
Beulah land
:09:59
Sweet Beulah land
:10:03
(Will) Don't go blaming yourself, Billy.
:10:05
l'm the reason he's dead.
:10:09
Billy, if anybody's at fault, it's me.
:10:12
- l'm the one who called those boys' bet.
- lt's nobody's fault. lt was an accident.

:10:28
You can stop worrying, Momma,
'cause l ain't never going hunting again.

:10:52
Come on, now, girls.
:10:54
Hurry up. Grandpa's waiting.
:10:57
l have an idea, Jenny, this ain't
just a Sunday dinner we're going to.


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