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Can you me where my country lies,
Cried the to his true loves eyes,
It lies with me, the queen of maybe,
For her merchandise he in his prize.

Paper Late! a voice in the croud,
Old man dies, the note he was
old father Thames.
It seems drowned,
Selling by the pound.

of hope and glory,
Time goes by, it's the time of life,
now, sit you down,
Chewin' through wimpy dreams,
eat without a sound,
Digesting by the pound!