Darlings of mine should never cry
Days are there to dance and die
Darlings of mine dhould never cry
Days are there to dance and die
Yankee doodie went to town
Riding on a pony
He stuck a feather in his cap
And called it macroni
Laa la la la la la laa
Yankee doodie went to town
Riding on a pony
He stuck a feather in his cap
And called it macroni
Laa la la la la la laa
Down the station
Early in the morning
See the engine drivers
All in a row
Look at jimmy Drive
Driving his engine
Puff puff choo cho
Off we go
Down the station
Early in the morning
See the engine drivers
All in a row
Look at jimmy Drive
Driving his engine
Puff puff choo cho
Off we go
Puff puff choo cho
Off we go
Puff puff choo cho
Off we go
Roly poly roly poly
Out out out
Roly poly roly poly
In in in
Roly poly roly poly
Out out out
Roly poly roly poly
In in in
Look at your left hands, children
Good... Turn to your right
Good... That's a roly poly
Roly poly roly poly
To your left side
Roly poly roly poly
To your right side
Old king cole was a merry old soul
And a merry old soul was he
He called for his pipe
And he called for his bowl
And he called for his fiddlers three
Now every fiddlers he had a fiddle
And a very fine fiddle had he
There is none so rare
I can compare
King cole and his fiddlers three
Old king cole was a merry old soul
And a merry old soul was he
He called for his pipe
And he called for his bowl
And he called for his fiddlers three
Now every fiddlers he had a fiddle
And a very fine fiddle had he
There is none so rare
I can compare
King cole and his fiddlers three
Simple dimon met a pieman
Going to the fair
Said simple simon to the pieman
Let me taste your ware
Said the pieman up to simon
Show me first your penny
Said simple dimon met a pieman
Indeed i have no penny
Come on children, let's go!

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