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Several Species of Small Furry Animals Gathered To

Aye and a bit of mackerel, settler rack and down

Ran it down by the home and I flew

Well, I slapped me and I flopped it down in the shade

And I cried, cried, criedThe fear a fallen down had taken, never back the raise

And then cried Mary and took out wi' your Claymore

Right outta a' pocket, I ran down, down the mountainside

Back on Battlin the fiery horde that was falling around the feetNever, he cried, Never shall ye get me alive

Ye rotten hound of the burnie crew

Well, I snatched fer the blade and a Claymore cut and thrust

And I fell down before him 'round his feet, ayeA roar, he cried

From the bottom of his heart

That I would nay fall but as dead

Dead as I can by a' feet, d'ya ken?

And the wind cried Mary

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