The Girl Beyond The Bridges.I fell in love prodigious, Wi' a lady fine, (I wished her mine)__ Who lived beyond the bridges. When e'er I saw her, church or fair, It made me have the fidges; She made my heart go pit-a-pat__ This girl beyond the bridges! She looked so sweet, and dressed so neat, An' then she was religious: She semeed a very saint to me__ This girl beyond the bridges. I used to whistle, sing, and think, While walking 'tween the ridges Among the corn: no other's born Like her beyond the bridges! Oh, she was small, demure, withal, The very queen of midges; And such a voice she had__oh, my! This girl beyond the bridges! One night she gave my heart a shock__ It seemed most sacrilegious: She said I need not come again That girl beyond the bridges! ___John W. Beebe
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