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AS I WAS GOING UP PIPPIN HILL. 297 |
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As I was going up Pippin Hill,
Pippin Hill was dirty, There I met a pretty miss,
And she dropped me a curtsey. |
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Early to bed, and early to rise,
Is the way to be healthy, wealthy, and wise. |
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