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I still can remember when I was a child,
The glow from the embers of a coal burning fire;
We'd sit in the kitchen at the end of the day,
And there we would listen to the accordion play.
We all would be tending the chores of the night,
While mother sat mending 'neath the kerosene light;
And sometimes a neighbour would go out of his way,
To come in and listen to the accordion play.
The kettle was singing on the old Waterloo,
The lamplight was dimming as the wall shadows grew,
I'd stumble in slumber to the room where I lay,
And fall asleep listening to the accordion play.
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From the Dictionary Of Newfoundland English:
Waterloo - brand of cast-iron kitchen stoves popular in the 19th and 20th centuries which would take a birch billet probably two feet long and was often the only source of home heating.
