Derby Ram

DERBY RAM

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A famous British hat is called a "Dahby," and a famous horserace is called "the Derby,"
But wherever this ram went, when rambling through the town,
He had to cross the sidewalk and the curb-y, (or, is that "cahby"?)

V1: As I was going to Derby,
Upon a market day,
I saw the biggest ram, sir,
That ever was fed on hay, (Chorus)

Chorus: And didn't he ramble, ramble?
He rambled all round,
In and out of the town,
(Oh) didn't he ramble, ramble?
Well, he rambled ‘til them butchers cut him down.

V2: The wool upon his back, sir,
Was a hundred stories high,
'Twas there the eagles built their nest,
I heard the little ones cry, (Chorus)

V3: The horns upon his head, sir,
They reached up to the sky, A man climbed up in January
And didn't come down ‘til July, Chorus:

V4: The wool upon his tail, sir,
Filled more than fifty bags,
You'd better not stand behind, sir
When that tail shakes and wags, Chorus:

V5: The butcher that cut him down, sir,
Was drownded (sic) in the blood,
And the little boy
Who held the bowl,
Was washed away in the flood. Chorus:

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V1: As I was going to Derby, Upon a market day, I saw the biggest ram, sir, That ever was fed on hay, (Chorus)
	Chorus: And didn't he ramble, ramble? He rambled all round, In and out of the town, (Oh) didn't he ramble, ramble? Well, he rambled ‘til them butchers cut him down.
		V2: The wool upon his back, sir, Was a hundred stories high, 'Twas there the eagles built their nest, I heard the little ones cry, (Chorus)
V3: The horns upon his head, sir, They reached up to the sky, A man climbed up in January And didn't come down ‘til July, Chorus:
	V4: The wool upon his tail, sir, Filled more than fifty bags, You'd better not stand behind, sir When that tail shakes and wags, Chorus:
		V5: The butcher that cut him down, sir, Was drownded (sic) in the blood, And the little boy Who held the bowl, Was washed away in the flood. Chorus: