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First Line: I'm awful fond of ketchin' rides
Last Line: A place fer ketchin' on behind.
Subject(s): Children; Commuters; Childhood


I'm awful fond of ketchin' rides.
I like those trucks where I kin stand
Without a-holdin' to the sides
(Er maybe holdin' with one hand!),
Though teacher says it's not refined
To go a-ketchin' on behind.

I almost never walk to school,
So many wagons pass our place;
My fav'rite one he makes a rule
Of always leadin' me a chase,
An' then pertendin' he's too blind
To see me ketchin' on behind.

I've found there's just two kinds of men
What drives th' wagons in our town,
'Cause when I meet 'em, now an' then,
There's some that grab their whips er frown,
But some they nod an' never mind
When I am ketchin' on behind.

Th' one that drives th' movin' van
Told me an' Brud he'd knock our skulls
Together—he's th' kind of man
That's mean to cats an' animuls.
But any man is good an' kind
Who likes yer ketchin' on behind.

I guess when I am rich an' great
An' own a truck an' grocery cart,
I'll always drive 'em slow, er wait
So little chaps kin get a start,
An' have 'em built so boys kin find
A place fer ketchin' on behind.





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