I will run away to the sea, I will run away to the pampas
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On the pants on blue red stripes.
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Saddle under the pants, saddle under the saddle
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Eh, drive, drive the horse around the world, Cossack!
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Eh, drive, drive the horse around the world, Cossack!
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I'll run away to London, run away to Geneva,
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I'll steal the queen's daughter
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I'll tear her dress, drag her into the darkness
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Eh, drive, drive the horse around the world, Cossack!
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Eh, drive, drive the horse around the world, Cossack!
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I'll run away to the Chinese, I'll run away to the Laotians,
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I will fight for freedom in those parts.
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I'll chop their commies with a saber
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Eh, drive, drive the horse around the world, Cossack!
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Eh, drive, drive the horse around the world, Cossack!
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And when you get bored of wandering around the world
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I will make my way to my dear Don
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Cockerel on a hen, gander on the water
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Eh, drive, drive the horse across the steppe, Cossack!
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Eh, drive, drive the horse across the steppe, Cossack!
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Eh, drive, drive the horse across the steppe, Cossack!
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Eh, drive, drive the horse across the steppe, Cossack! |