Gom on Windy Mountain |
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There was a lad by name of Lollybob, / A fine upstanding lad
was he; / Who went to town to find himself a job / A 'prenticeship to
candlemakers three.*// He kissed his mother and he
walked away. / "Farewell, my lovely son," she sighed; / "Remember this and
that and every day / To keep a bridle on your foolish pride." *(Chorus:) O woe is me, for I am run out of town, / Run out of town, run out of town, / /O woe is me, for I am run out of town, / For letting my tongue run free! |
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