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ROBINSON CRUSOE.

HEN I was a lad, I got cause to be sad,

My grandmother I did lose, O;

I'll bet you a can, you have heard of the man,

His name it was Robinson Crusoe.

O Robinson Crusoe!

O Robinson Crusoe!

Tink a tink tang, tink a tink tang,

O poor Robinson Crusoe!

Perhaps you’ve read in a book of a voyage he took,

And how the whirlwind blew, so,

That the ship, with a shock, drove plump on a rock

Near drowning poor Robinson Crusoe

O poor Robinson &c.

Poor soul! none but he remain’d on the sea,

Ah, Fate! Fate, how could you do so?

Till ashore he was thrown on an island unknown;

O poor Robinson Crusoe!

O poor Robinson, &c.

He wanted to eat, and he sought for some meat,

But the cattle away from him flew, so,

, but for his gun, he’d been surely undone;

my poor Robinson Crusoe!

O poor Robinson, &c.