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Song
I Have Grown Old, Goddam It
'I have grown old, goddammit, friends, I have grown old and cannot now,
I have grown old and cannot now sing the songs I use...
Song
Three Beardless Gents
Three beardless gents down from the City,
five hairs between them, what a pity.
Then bré bré bré a fourth sailed in,
from ...
Song
Together With My Aunt Kontylo (Explicit)
Together with my aunt Kontýlo I made towards the mill one day,
biyirné-biyirné-biyi-biyi-biyirné.
I elbow her, she elbows m...
Song
What Am I, Poor Wretch, to Do
What am I, poor wretch, to do with the wife I’ve got?
In Jan’ry month and Feb’ry too she leads me off to harvest.
I reaped ...