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My Son John

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My son John was tall and slim
And he had a leg for every limb

But now he’s got no legs at all
For he ran a race with a cannonball

To me roo rum rar, faddle riddle dar
Whack fo me riddle, to me roo rum dar.

Oh were you deaf, or were you blind
When you left your two fine legs behind
Or was it sailing on the sea
Lost your two fine legs right down to the knee

Oh I was not deaf, I was not blind
When I left my two fine legs behind
Nor was it sailing on the sea,
Lost my two fine legs right down to the knee

For I was tall, and I was slim
And I had a leg for every limb,
But now I’ve got no legs at all,
They were both shot away by a cannonball.

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