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As I was a-walking

I passed by a window

And I saw an old woman, the picture of gloom

And this is the song the old lady was hummin'

As backwards and forward she wielded her broom

Oh life is a toil and love is a trouble

Beauty will fade and riches will flee

Pleasures they dwindle and prices they double

And nothing is what we could wish it to be

There’s too much of sewing goes into a bonnet

There’s too much of ironing goes into a shirt

There’s nothing that’s worth all the time you waste on it

And nothin' that’ll last us but trouble and dirt

Pull weeds all the summer

Rake leaves in September

The midsummer breezes are loaded with dust

It’s snow all the winter, and then raining November

A wallpaper rots and the candle sticks rust

The old woman grew tired

Of sweepin' and scrubbin'

She laid down and died and I thought was it just?

That she who so long had wielded the duster

Should herself in the end be turned into dust

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