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A BOOK OF NURSERY RHYMES
John Hobbs, John Hobbs
he had a grey mare . . Ha, ha, ha!
Her back stood up, and her
bones were bare . . . Ha, ha, ha!
John Cook was riding up
Shuter's bank . . . . Ha, ha, ha!
And there his nag did kick
and prank . . . . . Ha, ha, ha!
John Cook was riding up
Shuter's hill . . . . Ha, ha, ha!
His mare fell down, and she
made her will . . . . Ha, ha, ha!
The bridle and saddle were
laid on the shelf . . . Ha, ha, ha!
If you want any more you
may sing it yourself . . Ha, ha, ha!
Up hill spare me,
Down hill 'ware me,
On level ground spare me not,
And in the stable forget me not.
Shoe the horse, and shoe the mare;
But let the little colt go bare.
