On the old Fall River Line, on the old Fall River Line, I fell for Susie's line of talk, and Susie fell for mine; Then we fell in with a parson, and he tied us tight as twine, But I wish, oh Lord! I fell overboard, On the old Fall River Line. One day last week the 426-ft. Priscilla, one of the matriarchs of the Fall River Line (water wheels and feathering buckets,...
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