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I Got To Go To School I’d like to hunt the Injuns, ‘at roam the boundless plain! I’d like to be a pirate an’ plough the ragin’ main. An’ capture some big island in lordly pomp to rule, But I just can’t be nothin’, cause I got to go to school. Most all great men, so I’ve read, has been the one ’at got The least amount o’ learning by a flickerin’ pitch-pine knot. And many a darin’ boy like me grows up to be a fool An’ never ‘mounts to nothin’ ‘cause he’ got to go to school. I’d like to be a cowboy an’ rope the Texas steer! I’d like to be a sleuth-hound ’er a bloody buccaneer ! An’ leave the foe to welter where their blood had made a pool, But how kin I get famous? ‘cause I got to go to school. I don’t see howr my parents kin make the big mistake Of keepin’ down a boy like me ’at’s got a name to make. ? It ain’t no wonder boys is bad an’ balky as a mule, Life an’t worth livin’ if you’ve got to waste your time in school.
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