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WHEN THE CROP’S LAID BY.
UncategorizedWHEN THE CROP'S LAID BY.
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When the crop's laid by,
When the crop's laid by.
We'll forget the toil of sommer, 'neath a bright autumnal sky,
With a song of plenty ringing o'er the cotton, corn an' rye
When the crop's laid by, When the…