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Farther along we often made to wonder
Why it should be dust all the day long
While there are others living about us
Never molested though in thr wrong
When death has come and taken our loves one
It leaves our home so lonely and drill
Then do we wonder why other prosper
Leaving so wicked year after years
Farther along will know about it
Farther along will understand why
Cheer up my brother live in the sunshine
We'll understand it all by and by
Hateful to listen our loving master
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