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Farethee well |
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Old Joe Clark |
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Farethee well |
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I say Farethe well |
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Old Joe Clark |
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I'm bound go go away |
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I will not go to |
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Old Joe's house |
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I'll tell ya the reason why |
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Every floor in |
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Old Joes's house |
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Is filled with chicken pie |
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Old Joe Clark he did take sick |
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And what do ya think ailed him? |
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He drank a churn of butter milk |
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And then his stomach failed him |
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I will not marry an old maid |
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And I'll tell ya the reason why |
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Her neck's so long and stringy boys |
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I'm afraid she'll never die |
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Old Joe Clark he did get drunk |
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And he sat down to his supper |
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He leaned over at the dinner table |
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And stoved his nose in the butter |
