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My girl she's airy, she's buxom and gay;
Her breath is as sweet as the blossoms in May;
A touch of her lips it ravishes quite.
She's always good natur'd, good humor'd and free;
She dances, she glances, she smiles upon me;
I never am happy when out of her sight.
Her slender neck her handsome waist
Her hair well curl'd her stays well lac'd
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And O for the joys of a long winter night.
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My girl she is airy, she is buxom and gay;
Her breath is as sweet as the blossoms in May;
A touch of her lips it ravishes quite.
She is always good natured, good humored and free;
She dances, she glances, she smiles upon me;
I never am happy when out of her sight.
Her slender neck her handsome waist
Her hair well curled her stays well laced
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And O for the joys of a long winter night.
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