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school days


     come gather around friends
                  and il tell you a tale
                  about the very first school
                  and the dirty ink well

                  when the headmasters hands were tied to a cane
                  and the battle cry was
                  recite that again and again

                  when algebra was and history was dates
                  and children were mannered and always must wait
                  when manners was queen and adversity king
                  and the book was the word
                  and George was the king

                  of comrades and pastors
                  and masters of crews
                  and do what i say and not what i do

                  your taught to follow this golden rule
                  whether you have pennies or shoes
                  tip your cap to the master
                  and do as your told
                  and don't leave your children out in the cold

                  wear a thick vest and go to your school
                  and don't criticise and be branded a fool

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