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The little brick schoolhouse The bell on top is silent now, The old woodstove is centered Blackboards stretch across one end
Honored places now are faded There’s a hitchin’ post for horses It’s just an ancient building They learned their manners, Discipline was taught there,
The old place holds the secrets That dear old country school
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