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1. Old Song (continued)

   “There was a man and a silly old man as I heard people say”

   

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   This old man he swore
   By the sun and the moon
   And the green leaves on the tree
   If his wife sh'd do no more work in her life
   She couldn't be blamed by he.

   

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2. Old Song

   “I cut my stick and I greased my brogues”

   

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   1. I cut my stick and I greased my brogues The latter end of May, Sir. And off to Dublin I did go To walk upon the quay, Sir. 2. For England fair then I was bound To cut the hay and corn, I turned my back on Ireland The place where I was born ChorusWith my Tilly macoo - no heart more true Than Belly ORourke, the bothar. 3. As I was going up the street I met a man on the road, Sir He was mounted on a big white horse. And the deel a word he spoke, Sir. 4. Neither hat nor whips nor spurs he'd got And "By Jove said I if your horse does stiv On the street you'll surely be tossed, Sir."

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      1. poetry
         1. folk poetry (~9,504)

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