| I’m a young married man and I’m tired of me life
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| For lately I married an ailing young wife
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| She does nothing all day, only sits down and sigh
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| Saying I wish to the lord that I only could die
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| Oh doctor, dear doctor, oh doctor De’Jung
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| Your cod liver oil is so pure and so strong
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| I’m afraid of me life, I’ll go down in the soil
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| If me wife don’t stop drinking your cod liver oil
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| Till a friend of me own came to see me one day
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| And he told me my wife was just pining away
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| But he afterwards told me that she would get strong
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| If I buy her a bottle from Dr De’Jung
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| Oh doctor, dear doctor, oh doctor De’Jung
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| Your cod liver oil is so pure and so strong
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| I’m afraid of me life, I’ll go down in the soil
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| If me wife don’t stop drinking your cod liver oil
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| So I bought her a bottle, t’was just for to try
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| And the way that she scoffed it you’d swear she was dry
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| I bought her another, it went just the same
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| Till I owned she’s got cod liver oil on the brain
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| Oh doctor, dear doctor, oh doctor De’John
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| Your cod liver oil is so pure and so strong
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| I’m afraid of me life, I’ll go down in the soil
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| If me wife don’t stop drinking your cod liver oil
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| Me house it resembles a big doctor’s shop
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| With bottles and bottles from bottom to top
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| And when in the morning the kettle do boil
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| You’d swear it was singing out cod liver oil
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| Oh doctor, dear doctor, oh doctor De’John
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| Your cod liver oil is so pure and so strong
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| I’m afraid of me life, I’ll go down in the soil
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| If me wife don’t stop drinking your cod liver oil |