The Wurzels - I am a cider drinker
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when the mCoon shines oFn the cCow shed
and were rCollin iFn the hCay
all the coCws are oFut there gCrazing
and the miGlk is on its wCay
Ci am a cider drFinker, Fi drinks it all of the dCay
Ci am a cider drFinker, Fit soothes all me troubles aCway
Coh arr oh arr aGay, oGh arr oh arr aCay
its so cCosy iFn the kiCtchen
with the sCmell of Frabbit sCtew
when the bCreeze blows crFoss the fCarmyard
you can smGell the cow sheds tCoo
(Coh ive never smelt nothing like it in all my life !)
when the cCombine whFeels stop Cturning
and a haCrd days woFrk is Cdone
theres a Cpub aroFund the Ccorner
its the pGlace we have our fCun
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now dear old mCabel wFhen she's aCble
we takes a sCtroll down loFvers laCne
and we'll sCink a pFint of sCcrumpy
and we'll pGlay old natures gCame.
(Cha ha ha! oo arr!)
but we eCnd up iFn the dCuck pond
when the Cpub is sFized to cClose
with me bCreeches fFull of tCadpoles
and the nGewts between me tCoes
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let cider be the spice of life !