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THE OLD BARN.
by Eliza Cook: (only one verse is below)
THE barn, the old barn, oh ! its dark walls were rife
With the records most fair in my tablet of life ;
And a rare barn it was, for, search twenty miles round
Such another brave building was not to be found.
Part of the November Challenge which is A Song, A Poem or A Proverb.
This is an old Barn on Old Smyrna Road in Brentwood, TN.
All photos ©Harrison McClary/All Rights Reserved
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