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Blow dat ho'n dah loud an' strong, Call de dogs an' da'kies neah; Mek its music cleah an' long, So de folks at home kin hyeah. Blow it twell de hills an' trees Sen's de echoes tumblin' back; Blow it twell de back'ard breeze Tells de folks we 's on de track.Coons is a-ramblin' an' 'possums is out; Look at dat dog; you could set on his tail! Watch him now—steady,—min' what you 's about, Bless me, dat animal 's got on de trail!
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