John Jeffreys - Stow-on-the-Wold
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I met an old man at Stow-on-the-Wold
Who shook and shivered as though with cold
And he said to me: " Six sons I had
And each was a tall and a lively lad
"But all of them went to France with the guns
They went together, my six tall sons
" Six sons I had, six sons I had
And each was a tall and a lively lad."
Who shook and shivered as though with cold
And he said to me: " Six sons I had
And each was a tall and a lively lad
"But all of them went to France with the guns
They went together, my six tall sons
" Six sons I had, six sons I had
And each was a tall and a lively lad."