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THE LITTLE SEAMSTRESS

A FRENCH SONG OF THE OLDEN TIME


A dear little seamstress in Paris I knew;
The tiniest possible stitches she drew.
I never at all
Saw sewing so small!


She made the Notary neckties new;
The Apothecary, he had some too.
I never at all
Saw sewing so small!


The Apothecary, he had some too,—
Seamstress, what do I owe to you?
I never at all
Saw sewing so small!


Seamstress, what do I owe to you
Just six nothings, no more is due.
I never at all
Saw sewing so small!


Just six nothings, no more is due.
Give me a kiss, then,—or give me two!
I never at all
Saw sewing so small!


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