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Ah! now I

Alas, poor man,

A Careless Driver.

Leering, drunken, dissipated

Gin and Cigars.

I declare I am

Taking Out the Pledge

Hic, Hic, Hic.

Begone, you dirty

Blue Ruin.

The Baker

You drink so

A Country Store Keeper

Man Crossed in Love

Now My Jolly Sailor

You, no doubt,

You, no doubt,

Harness-mkaer.