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 HREE jolly Farmers
 * Once bet a pound

Each dance the others would
 * Off the ground.

Out of their coats
 * They slipped right soon,

And neat and nicesome
 * Put each his shoon.

One — Two — Three! —
 * And away they go,

Not too fast,
 * And not too slow;

Out from the elm-tree's
 * Noonday shadow,

Into the sun
 * And across the meadow.

Past the schoolroom,
 * With knees well bent

Fingers a-flicking,
 * They dancing went.

Up sides and over,
 * And round and round,

They crossed click-clacking,
 * The Parish bound,