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Back in the good old days before the World War, things were very simple / in Eatonville. People didn't fox-trot. When the town wanted to put on / its Sunday clothes and wash behind the ears, it put on a "breakdown. " / The daring younger set would two-step and waltz, but the good church / members and the elders stuck to the grand march. By rural canons / dancing is wicked, but one is not held to have danced until the feet / have been crossed. Feet don't get crossed when one grand marches.
At elaborate affairs the organ from the Methodist church was moved / up to the hall and Lizzimore, the blind man presided. When informal / gatherings were held, he merely played his guitar assisted by any / volunteer with mouth organs or accordions.