| I have a sad story to tell you
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| And it may hurt your feelings a bit
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| My wee song is not very pleasant
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| 'Cause it’s all on the subject of
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| Shaving cream, be nice and clean
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| Shave ev’ry day and you’ll always look clean
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| There was an old woman lived near us
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| She died in the middle of the night
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| And so to fulfill her last wishes
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| She was buried in six foot of
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| My sister is fond of her knitting
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| She knits in the bathroom each night
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| One time she dropped all her stitches
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| And the landed in a big pile of
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| When I was in france in the army
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| I went and I opened my kit
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| I thought that I might have a sandwich
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| But the darned thing was full up with
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| Our baby fell out of the window
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| It’s wee head it might have been split
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| But our child it was very lucky
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| For it landed in a big pile of
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| And now friends my story is ended
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| I may’ve hurt your feelings a bit
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| But if you did not like my wee song
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| Stick your head in a big pile of |