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One day his father said to John: / "Come here and see what I hev bought -- - / A Waterbury watch, my son -- / It is the boon you long hev sought!"
The boy could scarcely believe his eyes -- / The watch was shiny, smooth an' slick -- / He snatched the nickel-plated prize / An' wound away to hear it tick.
He wound an' wound, an' wound an' wound, / An' kept a windin' fit to kill -- / The weeks an' months an' years rolled round, / But John he kep' a windin', still!
As autumns came an' winters went / An' summers follered arter spring, / John didn't mind -- he was intent / On windin' up that darned ol' thing.
He got to be a poor ol' man -- / He's bald an' deaf an' blind an' lame, / But, like he did when he began, / He keeps on windin', jest the same!