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F. W. B. [Music]
1. In the days of yore, there sat at his door, / An old farmer and thus sang he, / 'With my pipe and my glass, I wish every class / On the earth were as well as me! ' / For he en-vi-ed not any man his lot, / The richest, the proudest, he saw, / For he had home-brew'd -- brown bread, / And a cottage well thatch'd with straw, / A cottage well thatch'd with straw, / And a cottage well thatch'd with straw; / For he had home-brew'd, brown bread, / And a cottage well thatch'd with straw.