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    When I First Came to this Land

     

    When I first came to this land, I was not a wealthy man.

    Then I got myself a shack, I did what I could.

    And I called my shack, “Break My Back.”

    For the land was sweet and good, I did what I could.

     

    When I first came to this land, I was not a wealthy man.

    Then I got myself a cow, I did what I could.

    And I called my cow, “No Milk Now,”

    And I called my shack, “Break My Back.”

    For the land was sweet and good, I did what I could.

     

    When I first came to this land, I was not a wealthy man.

    Then I got myself a duck, I did what I could.

    And I called my duck, “Out of Luck,”

    And I called my cow, “No Milk Now,”

    And I called my shack, “Break My Back.”

    For the land was sweet and good, I did what I could.

     

    When I first came to this land, I was not a wealthy man.

    Then I got myself a wife, I did what I could.

    And I called my wife, “Run For Your Life,”

    And I called my duck, “Out of Luck,”

    And I called my cow, “No Milk Now,”

    And I called my shack, “Break My Back.”

    For the land was sweet and good, I did what I could.

     

    When I first came to this land, I was not a wealthy man.

    Then I got myself a son, I did what I could.

    And I called my son, “Your Work’s Done,”

    And I called my wife, “Run For Your Life,”

    And I called my duck, “Out of Luck,”

    And I called my cow, “No Milk Now,”

    And I called my shack, “Break My Back.”

    For the land was sweet and good, I did what I could.