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Bob-o'-link, bob-o'-link, Spink, spank, spink;This new life is likely to beHard for a gay young fellow like me. Chee, chee, chee.
Robert of Lincoln at length is made Sober with work, and silent with care:Off is his holiday garment laid, Half forgotten that merry air, Bob-o'-link, bob-o'-link, Spink, spank, spink;Nobody knows but my mate and IWhere our nest and our nestlings lie. Chee, chee, chee.
Summer wanes; the children are grown; Fun and frolic no more he knows;Robert of Lincoln's a hundrum crone; Off he flies, and we sing as he goes:
