VERSE 1
Onc't upon this very ground
Indain children played a round
Over head the sky was blue
Under foot, th green grass grew
VERSE 2
And when playing they could hear
Birdies in the tree tops near
Huts made out of wood or skin
For the homes that they live in
VERSE 3
And when playing they were dressed
They wore blankets for their best
VERSE 4
If these children could be here this very day
We would show them nice playthings
And would teach them how we play
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