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I'M GOING BACK TO BRUNSW ICK

by Rev. Luther Martin

I'm going back to Bn.mswick, Where the engines puff and roar And where they keep a double track, Which connects with Baltimore. Where the hills rise up right sudden, Where the mountains loom up high Where once in a while it doesn't rain, And one may see the sky.

Yes T'm going back to Brunswick , Where the caller oft doth roam, And when I hear his gentle voice, I'll simply feel at home. I don't care when I hear him, At midnight, morn, or noon; I'm going back to Brunswick , And that right dreadful soon.

Yes, I'm going back to Brunswick Like a bird upon the wing And I'll dart down in the hollow And take a drink at ol' Cum Spring. And I'll think of living water That the Master gave of old He whose thoughts were highest wisdom, He whose words were beaten gold.

I'm going back to Brunswick To see a baseball game Where our pitcher never soars aloft, Where the rooting is never tame. You may talk about your Giants, Your Wagner, Cobb, and such. But placed along with Brunswick , They just don't amount to much.

Yes, I'm going back to Bnmswick To climb up New York Hill. And every other eminence. I'll scale them if it kill. And when I reach the highest point, I'll view my old home town With a funny feeling in my throat, And I'll not choke it down.

I'm going back to Brunswick At the tennis court to stand, To see those mighty men of war, The greatest in the land. I don't care where they send the ball; It's all the same to me. I'm going back to Brunswick That tennis court to see.

I'm going back to Brunswick: I'd like to dream a while Where the sun shines bright, the air is pure, And they greet you with a smile. To the bridge that spans the river Like a web of burnished gold, To the fairest hills of Loudoun That the Master gave of old, Rising up in battle bold.

I'm going back to Brunswick; I'd like to push the train To make it get there sooner. To wait will give me pain. And when the Hagerstow n doth reach The old West end so gay, I'll scramble out into the town, And right there I will stay.

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