.The Old Bog Road: Teresa Brayton
My feet are here on Broadway
This blessed harvest morn,
But oh! the ache thatÃ?s in my heart
For the spot where I was born.
My weary hands are blistered
Through work in cold and heat!
And oh! to swing a scythe once more
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