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Swan, swan, hummingbird, hurrah |
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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, hurrah |
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We are all free now |
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A long, low time ago |
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People talk to me |
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Johnny Reb, what's the price of fans |
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Forty apiece 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, or 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 |
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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 |
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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, or hair chains? |
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Swan, swan, hummingbird, hurrah |
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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 |