There is an ancient party at the other end of town
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And he keeps a little grocery store, the ancients name is Brown
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And he has a lovely daughter, such a treat I never saw
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Oh I only hope someday to be the old man's son-in-law.
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Well, Old Brown he sells from off his shelf most anything you please
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He's got juice tarts for the little boys, lollipops and cheese
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And his daughter minds the store, and it's a treat just to see her serve
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I'd like to run away with her but I don't have the nerve
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And it's old Brown's daughter is a proper sort of girl,
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Old Brown's daughter is a fair as any pearl
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I wish I were a Lord Mayor, a Marquis or and Earl
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And blow me if I wouldn't marry old Brown's girl.
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Blow me if I wouldn't marry old Brown's girl.
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Wel,l poor old Brown now has trouble with the gout,
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He grumbles in his little parlour when he can't get out
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Oh and when I make a purchase, lord, and she hands me the change
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That girl she makes pulverized, I feel so very strangeChorus
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But Miss Brown she smiles so sweetly when I say a tender word
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Ah but old brown says that she must wed a Marquis or a Lord,
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And I don't suppose it's ever one of those things I will be
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But by jingo next election I will run for Trinity
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[Chorus]
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Old Brown's Daughter
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