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That music box on Grandpa's wall Was magic to my eyes I loved to hold and try to play that guitar, twice my size One day, I thought of nothing else So, when the school bell rang I was off to Grandpa's house To strum those strings again I waded thru two babbling brooks Loving every step I took Then paused to smell the sweet incense Of honeysuckles on the fence They'll miss me home at suppertime But I think dad knows he can find His little girl at Grandpa's house with that guitar across her lap Then found a guitar, all her own Would keep his little girl at home And Happy too!, for I play well Tho' years have passed, I love it still.
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