Mag

Carl Sandburg

1878 to 1967

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Mag - Track 1

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I wish to God I never saw you, Mag 
I wish you never quit your job and came along with me 
I wish we never bought a license and a white dress 
For you to get married in the day we ran off to a minister 
And told him we would love each other and take care of each other 
Always and always long as the sun and the rain lasts anywhere 
Yes, I'm wishing now you lived somewhere away from here 
And I was a bum on the bumpers a thousand miles away dead broke 
I wish the kids had never come 
And rent and coal and clothes to pay for 
And a grocery man calling for cash,
Every day cash for beans and prunes 
I wish to God I never saw you, Mag 
I wish to God the kids had never come