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One misty, moisty morning, when cloudy was the weather, There I met an old man clothed all in leather, clothed all in leather, With cap under his chin, How do you do, how do you do, how do you do, again, again. |
AIKEN DRUM
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1There was a man lived in the moon, lived in the moon, lived in the moon, There was a man lived in the moon, And his name was Aiken Drum, And he played upon a ladle, a ladle, a ladle, And he played upon a ladle, And his name was Aiken Drum. 2And his hat was made of good cream cheese, And his name, &c. 3And his coat was made of good roast beef, And his name, &c. 4And his buttons were made of penny loaves, And his name, &c. 5His waistcoat was made of crust of pies, And his name, &c. 6His breeches were made of haggis bags, And his name, &c. 7There was a man in another town, And his name was Willy Wood; And he played upon a razor, And his name was Willy Wood. 8And he ate up all the good cream cheese, And his name, &c. 9And he ate up all the good roast beef, And his name, &c. 10 And he ate up all the penny loaves, And his name, &c. 11 And he ate up all the good pie crust, And his name, &c. 12 But he choked upon the haggis bags, And there was an end of Willy Wood. |