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 THE LITTLE SEAMSTRESS

A FRENCH SONG OF THE OLDEN TIME

little seamstress in Paris I knew;

The tiniest possible stitches she drew.

I never at all

Saw sewing so small!

She made the Notary neckties new;

The Apothecary, he had some too.

I never at all

Saw sewing so small!

The Apothecary, he had some too,—

Seamstress, what do I owe to you?

I never at all

Saw sewing so small!

Seamstress, what do I owe to you

Just six nothings, no more is due.

I never at all

Saw sewing so small!

Just six nothings, no more is due.

Give me a kiss, then,—or give me two!

I never at all

Saw sewing so small!

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