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The Little Slit In The Tail

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Im glad that the Bushmen cant see me now     A-doing it tall in the town;     Ive an inch-brimmed hat on my sun-burnt brow,     And my collar jumps up and down.     Im wearing a vest that would charm a snake,     And a tie like a lost souls wail;     And Im dressed in a coat of the latest make,     With a little slit in the tail:     With a little slit in the tail of it,     With a little slit in the tail.     My pants alone are a thing of joy,     And theyre built to show my bends,     With a crease behind and a crease before,     And a little curl in the ends.     I carry my nose-rag in my cuff,     And the lot should get me gaol,     I paid five guineas for my rig-out,     And one for the slit in the tail:     For the little slit in the tail of it,     For the little slit in the tail.

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