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LOOKIT YONDER I heard a rumbling in the skies, It imitated thunder, If my good wife gets back again, 'Twill surely be a wonder. cho: Now, lookit here, and lookit there, And look 'way over yonder, And can't you see the old gray goose A-smiling at the gander? On Saturday night my good wife died, On Sunday she was buried, But Monday was my courtin' day, And Tuesday I got married. My sister Sal, she had a dream, She dreamt she went a-gunnin', She dreamt she ate a johnny-cake As big as any punkin'. The other night I had a dream: Barefoot, I went a-courtin'; I stubbed my toe on a flinty stone, And the sparks flew up South Mountain. From Folk Songs of the Catskills, Cazden Haufrecht and Studer @nonsense filename[ LOOKYOND TUNE FILE: LOOKYOND CLICK TO PLAY RG Popup Midi Player 
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