My name is old Jack Palmer, I’m a man of olden days,And so I wish to sing a song To you of olden praise.To tell of merry friends of old When we were gay and young;How we sat and sang…
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My name is old Jack Palmer, I’m a man of olden days,And so I wish to sing a song To you of olden praise.To tell of merry friends of old When we were gay and young;How we sat and sang…
