The Ups And Downs

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As we jogged on together, me boys, 
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together side by side
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By chance this fair maid's garter, 
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by chance it came untied
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For fear that she might lose it, I 
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unto her did say
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"Oh, your garter's come untied, me 
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love, fol-der-o diddle-o-day
"Oh, your garter's come untied, me 
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love, fol-der-o diddle-o-day

[Verse]
As we rode on together, me boys, to 
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the outskirts of the town
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At length this fair young damsel, 
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she stopped and looked around
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"Oh, since you've been so 
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venturesome, pray tie it up for me"
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"Oh, I will if you go to the apple 
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grove, fol-der-o diddle-o-day
Oh, I will if you go to the apple 
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grove, fol-der-o diddle-o-day"

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[Verse]
And when we got to the apple grove, 
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the grass was growing high
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I laid this girl upon her back, her
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 garter for to tie
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While tying of her garter, such 
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sights I never did see
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And we both jogged on together, me 
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boys, fol-der-o diddle-o-day
And we both jogged on together, me 
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boys, fol-der-o diddle-o-day

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"Oh, since you've had your will of 
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me, come tell to me your name
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Likewise your occupation and where
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 and whence you came"
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"Me name is Mickey the drover boy, 
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from Dublin town come I
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And I live at the sign of the Ups 
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And Downs, fol-der-o diddle-o-day
Oh, I live at the sign of the Ups 
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And Downs, fol-der-o diddle-o-day"

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And when she got to Aylesbury, her 
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butter was not sold
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And the losing of her maidenhead, 
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it made her blood run cold
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"He's gone, he's gone, he's gone", 
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she said, "He's not the lad for me
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For he lives at the sign of the Ups
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 And Downs, fol-der-o diddle-o-day
For he lives at the sign of the Ups 
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And Downs, fol-der-o diddle-o-day"