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Musical: Floyd Collins
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MISS JANE When times is hard to endure, An' the world feels a wilderness, The times is fer makin' family. 'Tis a wintry wind to be sure, An' when it won't quit blowin,' The times is fer goin' home. An' as one sweet soul to another, You an' I are a lullaby to each other. Hush, my darlin'; Hush-a-bye angel. I'm aside you heart an' hand. LEE Ain't much bacon in the pan or coffee in the pot. Runnin' real low on firewood, But we sure as hell have us some family. Craziest bunch of fools was ever begot, But thar ain't no figurin' what the Lord plans, An' I don't want no other man's home. BOTH An' as one sweet soul to another, A fam'ly tries to sing lullabies to each other. Hush, my darlin'; Hush-a-bye, angel. I'm aside you heart an' hand. Right aside you I will stand; I will stand heart an' hand. [Thanks to Jaycee for lyrics]
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