There lived a lady by the North Sea shore
(Lay the
Well I once could have married the king's third son
And
Let's get away, you say, find a better place,
Miles and
just like the songbird
deep in the forest
i sing praises
but you
Sally, free and easy,
That should be her name,
Sally, free and
When I was in my prime I flourished like a
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