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It was early one morning, the break of the day
As I walked out one midsummer's morning
It was in the merry month of May
As I walked out one May morning down by the riverside
It's of a merchant's daughter in London town did dwell
It's of a coming young lady fair
There was a broom maker who lived in the West
Now, I am a donkey driver, I'm the best one on the line
I am a roving navvy man, I tramp from town to town
Oh, my name is Jim the Carter lad, and jolly cock am I
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