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Swan, swan, hummingbird |
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Hurrah, we are all free now |
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What noisy cats are we |
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Girl and dog he bore his cross |
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Swan, swan, hummingbird |
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Hurrah, we are all free now |
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A long, low time ago, people talk to me |
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Johnny Reb what's the price of fans? |
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Forty a piece or three for one dollar? |
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Hey captain don't you want to buy |
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Some bone chains and toothpicks? |
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Night wings, her hair chains, |
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Here's your wooden greenback, sing |
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Wooden beams and dovetail sweep |
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I struck that picture ninety times, |
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I walked that path a hundred ninety, |
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Long, low time ago, people talk to me |
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A pistol hot cup of rhyme |
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The whiskey is water, the water is wine |
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Marching feet, Johnny Reb, what's the price of heroes? |
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Six and one half dozen the other, |
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Tell that to the captain's mother, |
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Hey captain don't you want to buy, |
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Some bone chains and toothpicks? |
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Night wings, her hair chains |
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Swan, swan, hummingbird |
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Hurrah, we are all free now |
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What noisy cats are we |
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Long, low time ago, people talk to me |
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A pistol hot cup of rhyme, |
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The whiskey is water, the water is wine. |
