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Ballads and Songs of Michigan
2 My mother's a lady in waiting, She's stately and wears a gold ring; While I am a poor tailor in London, I stitch all the day for a living.
3 Hub-bub bub-boo, I'm in trouble, Hub-bub bub-boo, I'm in grief; My Docie has got the black measles, And I'm afraid they will settle in her teeth. |
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