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As I was going up the hill,
And all the tunes that he could play
I tied them once, I tied them twice,
And all the songs that he could sing
0 RARE Harry Parry,
When will you marry?
I'll come to your wedding,
Without any bidding, And dance with your bride all night.
When I was a little boy my mammy kept me in, But now I am a great boy I 'm fit to serve the
king; I can handle a musket, and I can smoke a pipe, And I can kiss a pretty girl at twelve o'clock at
Jack be nimble,
And Jack be quick:
Pussy-cat sits by the fire,
How did she come there?
Says, "Pussy! are you there?
Mistress Pussy, how d'ye do t"
I fare as well as you!"
Master I have, and I am his man,
Higgledy piggledy, niggledy, niggledy,
Gallop a dreary dun.
The Sow came in with the saddle,
The broom behind the butt