charles ives - a son of a gambolier lyrics
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come join my humble ditty
from tippery town i steer
like ev’ry honest fellow
i take my lager beer
like ev’ry honest fellow
i take my whiskey clear
i’m a rambling rake of poverty
and a son of a gambolier
i wish i had a barrel of rum
and sugar three hundred pound
the college bell to mix it in
the clapper to stir it round;
i’d drink the health of dear old yale
and friends both far and near
i’m a rambling rake of poverty
and a son of a gambolier
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