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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
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Swan Swan H
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| R.E.M |
