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Of All the Birds

Of All the Birds
(Thomas Ravenscroft)

Of all the birds that ever I see
The owl is the fairest in her degree
For all day long she sits in a tree
And when the night cometh away flies she

     To whom drink thou?

To thee, good sir

My song is well sung and I'll sing you a vow
That he is a knave that drinketh now
     Nose, nose, nose
     And who gave thee thy jolly red nose?
     Cinnamon and ginger, nutmeg and clove
     And that gave me my jolly red nose

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