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My nanny's pint
Song
1. My nanny's pint,
It is spread on the hedge.
My brother, sir, should guard it,
So that the wind does not carry it away.
2. Why, the wind can carry it away,
But the foot will not let it.
Why, the thread and the foot,
They cost sixty forints.
It is spread on the hedge.
My brother, sir, should guard it,
So that the wind does not carry it away.
2. Why, the wind can carry it away,
But the foot will not let it.
Why, the thread and the foot,
They cost sixty forints.