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Angeline the baker, lives on the village green.
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The way I always loved her, beats all you've ever seen.
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Angeline the baker, Angeline I know. Should have married
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Angeline, twenty years ago

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Angeline the baker, age of 43, Fed her sugar candy, but she
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still won't marry me. Angeline the baker, Angeline I know.
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Should have married Angeline, twenty years ago

Her father was a baker, his name was Uncle Same. I never can
forget her, no matter where I am. She said she couldn't do hard
work, because she is not stout. She baked the biscuts every day and
poured the coffee out.

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I bought Angeline a brand new dress, neither black nor brown. It
was the color of stormy skies, before the rain came down.
Siexteen horses in my team, the leader he was blind. I dreamed
that I was dying, I saw my Angeline