  When the new year’s come, When the new year’s come, Then I will be a soldier, A-beating on a drum. A-beating on a drum, And a-tooting on a fife: And the new year, the new year When the new year comes, When the new year comes, I sha’n’t have any joggraphy, I sha’n’t have any sums. I sha’n’t have any sums, Nor any rule of three, And the new year, the new year Oh, that’s the time for me. P.S.—When the new year came, When the new year came, I had to go to school Just exacketly the same! Exacketly the same! Do you think ’twas kind of mother? And the new year, the new year Is just like any other! |
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