That's a pronunciation from the Lunar Tin-Pan Alley hit of 7/39 (1610):
How ya gonna keep 'em down on the farm
After they've seen Pavee?'
How ya gonna keep 'em away from Boldhome?
Jazzin around and paintin' the town
How ya gonna keep 'em away from harm, that's a mystery
They'll never want to see a rake or plow
And who the deuce can parleyvous a cow?
How ya gonna keep 'em down on the farm
After they've seen Pavee?'
RR
>From such a face and form as mine, the noblest sentiments sound like the
black utterances of a depraved imagination.
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