Once upon a time there was a man who scorned his wife
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He was never happy with his lot or with his life
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His manners they were miserable
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And he couldn't be polite
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and his wife found a wishing well one morning
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She said I wish to all you'll hear me
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I wish with all I see
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Take this man and make him small
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As small as he can be...
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This man he was as spoilt as the cat that got the cream
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He would shout and swear and carry on like you have never seen
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Childlike and stubborn
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like a mule by the sea
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then his wife found a wishing well one morning
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She said I wish to all you'd hear me
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I wish with all I see
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Take this man and make him kind
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As kind as he can be...
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This man he took no pleasure in the beauty of the land
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Money was the only thing that he could understand
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Selfish as a clam he was
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Let all the rest be damned
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then his wife found a wishing well one morning
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She said I wish to all you'll hear me
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I wish with all I see
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Take this man and make him smile
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As happy as can be...
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That night they fell asleep within the comfort of that bed
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A strange wind was whispering just what the wife had said
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In the morning where the man had laid
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there was a dog instead
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and his wife cried for joy in the morning!
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She said I wish to all you'll hear me
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I wish with all I see
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Take this man and make him mine
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The Wishing Wife
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Kate Rusby |