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Then Disko obliged with his second song, to an old-fashioned creaky tune, and all joined in the chorus. This is one stanza:

"Now Aprile is over and melted the snow,

And outer Noo Bedford we shortly must tow;

Yes out p' Noo Bedford we shortlly must clear,

We're the whalers that never see wheat in the ear."



Here the fiddle went very softly for a while by itself, and then:



"Wheat-in-the-ear, my true-love's posy blowin';

Wheat-in-the-ear, we're goin' off to sea;

Wheat-in-the-ear, I left you fit for sowin';

When I come back a loaf o' bread you'll be!"



That made Harvey almost weep, though he could not tell why....



-- _Captains Courageous_

--- Joe Fineman    joe_f@verizon.net

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