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THE ARAB STEED
I gave the 'orse 'is evenin' feed,
And bedded of 'im down,
And went to 'ear the sing-song
In the bar-room of the Crown,
And one young feller spoke a piece
As told a kind of tale,
About an Arab man wot 'ad
A certain 'orse for sale.
I 'ave no grudge against the man—
I never 'eard 'is name,
But if he was my closest pal
