Mother Goose in White

Childrens Songs & Nursery Rhymes

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Jacky, come give me thy fiddle, If ever thou mean to thrive.
Nay, I'll not give my fiddle To any man alive.
If I should give my fiddle, They'll think that I'm gone mad;
For many a joyful day My fiddle and I have had.
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