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down

in

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'si-

an-

a

close

to

Ab

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leans,

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back

up

in

the

woods

a-

moung

the

Ab7

ev-

er

greens;

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stood

an

old__

cab-

in

made

of

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earch

and

wood,

Where

Ab

lived

a

coun-

try

boy__

named

Ab

JOHN-

NY

B.

GOODE.

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nev-

er

ev-

er

learned

to

read

or

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write

so

well,

But

he

could

Ab

play

a

gui-

tar__

just

like

a-

Ab

ring-

in'

a

bell.

Go!

Go!__

Ab

car-

ry

his

gui-

tar__

in

a

Ab

gun-

ny

sack,

Go

Ab

sit

be-

neath

the

tree__

by

the

Ab7

rail-

road

track;

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en-

gineer

in

the

train__

sit-

tin

Db7

in

the

shade,__

Ab

Strum-

min'

with

the

rhy-

thm

that

the

Ab

driv-

ers

made.__

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peo-

ple

pass-

in'

by,__

they

would

Eb7

stop

and

say__

Ab

Oh

my,

but

that

lit-

tle

coun-

try

Ab

boy__

could

play.

Go!

Go!__

Ab

moth-

er

told

him,

"Some

day

you

will

Ab

be

a

man

And

Ab

you

will

be

the

lead-

er

of

a

Ab7

big

old

band;_

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y

peo-

ple

com-

in'

from__

Db7

miles

a-

round,

To

Ab

hear

you

play

your

mu-

sic

till

the

Ab

sun

goes

down.__

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Eb7

be

some

day

your

name-

'll

be

in

Eb7

lights__

A-

say-

in'

Ab

JOHN-

NY

B.

GOODE__

to

Ab

night."__

Go!

Go!__