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Brian Miller & Randy Gosa
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How We Got Up to the Woods Last Year
Oh, come all you boys Who wish to hear How we got up to the woods last year Unto that place you all well know The frozen hole called Opeongo To me rantin now It's fa-la-did-a-la Rant and roarin drunk on the way On the thirteenth of september last God be with those days that past From our prior we all set out With John Pratt to show us the route To me rantin now fa-la-did-a-la Rant and roarin drunk on the way Well we rode until we reached Renfrew And there we met with the rest of the crew Seven jolly boys both young and stout The pick of the town there is no doubt Sing and rantin now fa-la-did-a-la Rant and roarin drunk on the way now you may contend that we felt big we were in a silver mounted rig Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com for Dickertown we hoisted our sails They all thought we were the Prince of Wales To me rantin now fa-la-did-a-la Rant and roarin drunk on the way Old Mills comes up to welcome us in And he handed down the wine and gin The landlords treatment went merrily round We drank a health to Dickertown Sing and rantin now fa-la-did-a-la Rant and roarin drunk on the way Into the Buggy we jerked our goods You can bet our teamster fell long oaks As to the camp we drove along We all joined up in a sing-song Sing and rantin now fa-la-did-a-la Rant and roarin drunk on the way Sing rantin now fa-la-did-a-la Rant and roarin drunk on the way
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