| Ten little indians
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| Standing in a line
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| One stood looking at another man’s wife
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| Then there were nine
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| Nine little indians
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| Their hearts were full of hate
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| One took his neighbor’s goods
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| Then there were eight
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| Eight little indians
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| They just got down from heaven
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| One told a lie about another’s best friend
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| Then there were seven
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| Seven little indians
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| All trying to get there kicks
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| One thought he found another way to get to heaven
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| Then there were six
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| Six little indians
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| Trying to stay alive
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| One took another’s life
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| Then there were five
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| Five little indians
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| All trying to find the door
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| One pulled his mother down
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| Then there were four
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| Four little indians
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| All thinking that they gotta be free
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| One little indian forgot to say his prayers
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| Then there were three
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| Three little indians
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| Deciding what they’re gonna have to do
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| One took the name of God in vain
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| Then there were two
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| Two little indians
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| Thinking that they oughtta have some fun
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| One took a liking to a picture of himself
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| Then there was one
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| One little indian
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| Out looking for the sun
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| At six o’clock, the moon came out
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| Then there was none |