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1. I saddled my horse, and away I did ride / Till I came to an ale-house hard by the road-side, / I call'd for a pot of ale frothing and brown, / And close by the fireside I sat myself down, / Singing, whack, fal-de-dee, whack, fal-de-dee! / And I in my pocket had ONE PENNY.