Old George

Lyrics for Old George

I'm wondering If you're realizing What you did for me He was auctioning Seven miles south Of the city A mare, three milch cows, five geldings Among things He was writing At nineteen He was teaching In the desolate country In the desolate country Old George and me Rode into Humboldt today To buy two dozen eggs Old George and me I held your boots In my hand And I tied your shoelaces Again Dear everybody I've just dismissed the class, and will try to take it easy for a while I'm getting along alright so far, getting used to the country out here, with nothing to do but read and work Yesterday; not mentioning today also, I was rather muddled up Not so much with the upper grades as with the beginners, as the school library doesn't have a guide book, which is necessary for teaching the Grade One reading So far there are 34 pupils, including 6 beginners The others might come later on, some on Monday My batching isn't so hot, but I've managed to get along I bought 5 pounds of ham from Kaznowisky's, and a few other things to keep me going Tomorrow I'm going into town to see Mr. Murphy, and to get books for the pupils How is everything at home? Finished with hanging or not? Kaznowisky is moving all the bailed cut and crop for feed, he has about 50 head for the winter and is short on hay and oats I met the trustees the first day after school They had been meeting in the teacherage and they seemed alright One of them gave me some advice, and that is If I can't find work for the pupils To let them outside to play ball This will be all for now So long Michael