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26 Aug 10 - 08:48 AM (#2973169) Subject: Origins: In a lonely little cabin From: GUEST,Ellen Greer whether there are more lyrics In a lonely little cabin sat a broken hearted man, his little girl a-sitting on his knee On the table sat a letter, told the fate of Goldie Grand She left her home in all it's poverty Now don't you cry my little.... Your Mothers not to blame..... She left me for another but she's still my darling's Mother ... I'll take her back again |