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Out walking in the country
Met a poor jolly blacksmith
He was shoeing a lively mare
He was singing the stranger
One for the master
One for the poor
But none for the poor
Who's a-doing best he can
Out walking in the country
Met a poor jolly blacksmith
He was shoeing a lively mare
He was singing the stranger
It's one for the master
One for the poor
And none for the poor
Who's a-doing best he can




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