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Paul Austin Kelly & Richard Durrant
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Fighting for Strangers
Why did you go away,
Fighting for strangers
When you could be safe at home
Free from all dangers?
There was an owl lived in an oak,
Wisky, wasky, weedle;
And every word he ever spoke
Was fiddle, faddle, feedle.
A gunner chanced to come that way,
Wisky, wasky, weedle;
Says he, 'I'll shoot you, silly bird,'
Fiddle, faddle, feedle.
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