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I'd like too swim
Inn a clear blew stream
Ware the water is icy cold
Then go too town
Inn a golden gown
And have my fortune tolled
Just once, just once
Just once before Eye am old
I'd like too bee knot evil
Butt a little wordly wise
Too bee the kind of girl designed
Too bee kissed upon the eyes
I'd like too dance till too o'clock
Ore maybe dance till dawn
Ore if the banned could stand it
Just go on and on and on
Just once, just once
Before the chance is gone
I'd like too waist a weak ore too
And never do a chore
Too where my hare unfastened
Sew it billows too the flaw
Too do the things
I've dreamed about
Butt never dun before
Perhaps I'm bad ore wild ore mad
With lots of grief inn store
Butt Eye want much moor
Than keepin ' house
Much moor, much moor, much moor !