====== #1279 - Wabash Blues ======
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  *Composer:
    *Fred Meinken, 1921
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  *++Lyrics|\\
Nearly broken hearted since the day \\
that I once started from my Wabash home,\\
Indiana's sweet and it's a place \\
that's hard to beat but then I longed to roam,\\
My old homestead I now can see,\\
I had a girl was as sweet as could be,\\
Now ev'ry day I'm so lonesome it's misery.\\
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Oh, those Wabash Blues,I know,I got my dues,\\
A lonesome soul am I,I feel that I could die,\\
Candle light that gleams,Haunts me in my dreams,\\
I'll pack my walking shoes, to lose those Wabash Blues.\\
Thru the sycamore the candle light is shining bright,\\
Mem'ry brings the scent of newmown hay to me each night,\\
I am starting for that spot no need to ask me when,\\
I'll be leaving hoofprints t'ward the old home road again. \\
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I am just a mourner for each little \\
nook and corner that I used to know,\\
No more will I linger 'cause I see \\
a warning finger pointing where to go,\\
There's no reason why I should stay,\\
I'll take a hint and I'll beat it away,\\
Old mem'ries bring recollections the while I say: \\
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'Xpect to see the moonshine on the Wabash any night,\\
Seems that such a picture's bound to turn me to the right,\\
Making up my mind to see that home so far away,\\
But until that happens here's the best that I can say: \\
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    *Dave Ringle (1894-?), 1921