Green Brooms

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[Verse 1]
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There was a man and he lived in the 
east
His trade, it was cutting down 
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brooms, green brooms
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He had a son and his name was John
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And he stayed in bed until noon, 
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'til noon
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He stayed in bed until noon


[Verse 2]
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So the father arose and up to John 
goes
He swore he would burn his room, gay
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 room
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If he didn't rise and sharpen his 
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knives
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And go down to the wood to cut 
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brooms, green brooms
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And go down to the wood to cut 
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brooms


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[Verse 3]
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So, Johnny went on down through the 
green wood
'Til he came to a castle of fame, 
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fame, fame
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He spied a fair maid and he stood 
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at the gate
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Crying, "Fair maid, do you want any
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 brooms, green brooms?
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Fair maid, do you want any brooms?"


[Verse 4]
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This lady, being up in her window so
 high
She spied this young man, so 
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terribly neat
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She said to her maid, "Go down to 
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the gate
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And call in this young man with his
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 brooms, green brooms
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Call in this young man with his 
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brooms"


[Verse 5]
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So, Johnny went into this castle so 
great
And entered this lady's room, gay 
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room
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She gave him a chair and she bid 
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him sit down
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Crying, "You're welcome, young man,
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 with your brooms, green brooms
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You're welcome, young man, with 
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your brooms"


[Verse 6]
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They sent for the priest and married
 they were
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All in this lady's room, gay room
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So boys, will we drink? Or what do
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 you think?
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There is nothing like cutting down 
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brooms, green brooms
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There's nothing like cutting down 
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brooms, green brooms
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There's nothing like cutting down 
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brooms