When that I was and a little tiny boy

 When that I was and a little tiny boy,
With hey, ho, the wind and the rain,
A foolish thing was but a toy,
For the rain it raineth every day.


But when I came to man's estate,
With hey, ho, .
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'Gainst knaves and thieves men shut their gate
For the rain, .
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But when I came, alas! to wive,
With hey, ho, .
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By swaggering could I never thrive,
For the rain, .
 .
 .


But when I came unto my beds,
With hey, ho, .
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With toss-pots still had drunken heads,
For the rain, .
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 .


A great while ago the world begun,
With hey, ho, .
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But that's all one, our play is done.

And we'll strive to please you every day.

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