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The eagles built their nests in it; We heard the young ones cry.
This ram he had a pair of horns That reached up to the moon; A man went up in February And never came down till June.
This ram he had a pair of tusks That reached unto the ground, And they were sent to London For thirty thousand pounds.
And when they fed this ram, They fed him twice a day, And every time they fed him, sir, He eat a ton of hay.
And when they watered this ram, They watered him twice a day, And every time they watered him, sir, He drank the creek away.
Now if you don't believe me, And think I tell a lie, Just go down to Darby town And see the same as I. |
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Sung in 1935 by Mr. W. F. Gibbs, Alger, who learned the song in New York State while fishing with other boys. Mr. Gibbs said that this was the only song that George Washington ever sang.
1 As I went down to Darby All on a market's day, I saw one of the finest rams, sir, That was ever fed on hay.
Chorus
Perhaps you think I'm joking,
Perhaps you think I lie, |
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