| This might be a pool like I’ve read of in books
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| Connected to one of those underground brooks
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| An underground river that starts here and flows
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| Right under the bathtub and then who knows
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| It’s possible, anything’s possible
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| It might go along down where no one can see
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| Right under state highway, two hundred and three
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| Right under the wagon, right under the toes
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| Of Mrs. Umbroso, who’s hanging out clothes
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| It’s possible, anything is possible
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| It’s possible, anything is possible
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| This might be a river, now mightn’t it be
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| Connecting McElligot’s pool with the sea
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| Then maybe some fish might be swimming
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| Swimming towards me
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| Oh, the sea is so full of a number of fish
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| And if a fellow is patient, he might get his wish
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| And that’s why I think I’m not such a fool
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| When I sit here and fish in McElligot’s pool
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| It’s possible, anything’s possible
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| It’s possible, anything’s possible
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| Well, this might be a river, mightn’t it be
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| Connecting McElligot’s pool with the sea
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| Then maybe some fish might be swimming
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| Swimming towards me
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| I still think that I’m not such a fool
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| When I sit here and fish in McElligot’s pool
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| It’s possible, it’s possible
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| Anything is possible
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| It’s possible
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| Anything is possible
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| It’s possible, possible
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| It’s possible, it’s possible |