The Naughty Boy There was a naughty boy, And a naughty boy was he, He ran away to Scotland The people for to seeThen he found That the ground Was as hard, That a yard Was as long, That a song Was as merry, That a cherry Was as red, That lead Was as weighty, That fourscore Was as eighty, That a door Was as woodenAs in EnglandSo he stood in his shoes And he wonder'd; He stood in his shoes And he wonder'd. -----by aoc gold
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The Naughty Boy
There was a naughty boy,
And a naughty boy was he,
He ran away to Scotland
The people for to see
Then he found
That the ground
Was as hard,
That a yard
Was as long,
That a song
Was as merry,
That a cherry
Was as red,
That lead
Was as weighty,
That fourscore
Was as eighty,
That a door
Was as wooden
As in England
So he stood in his shoes
And he wonder'd;
He stood in his shoes
And he wonder'd.
-----by aoc gold
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