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The Song Book |
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A HUNTING WE WILL GO |
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A hunting we will go."
The wife around her husband throws Her arms, and begs his stay;
My dear, it rains, it hails, it snows, You will not hunt to-day ?
But a hunting we will go, &c. |
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