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As
I was going to Derby
'Twas on on a market day
I spied the biggest ram, sir
That ever was fed on hay
Chorus
And indeed me lads, 'tis true me lads
For I never was known to lie
And if you'd have been in Derby
You'd have seen him as well as I
This
ram he had four feet, sir
He had four feet to stand
And every one of his four feet
They covered and acre of land ...
The
horns on this ram's head, sir
They reached up to the sky
A man went up in August
And he didn't get back 'till July ...
The
horns on this ram's head, sir
They reached up to the moon
Another man went up in August
And he didn't get back till June ...
The
wool on this ram's back, sir
It reached up to the sky
Eagles built their nests there
I heard the young ones cry ...
And
the tail on this ram's back, sir
Was 10 yards long and an el
And it was sent to Rome, sir
To ring St Peter's bell
The
man who killed this ram, sir
Was drowned in the blood
And the little boy that held the bowl
Was washed away in the flood ...
And
all the women in Derby
Came begging for his ears
To make them leather aprons
To last them years and years ...
And
all the boys in Derby
Came begging for his eyes
To kick them round the market place
'Cos they were football size ...
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This Ram was fat behind, Sir,
This Ram was fat before,
This Ram was ten yards high, Sir,
Indeed he was no more.
The horns that grew on this ram's head,
they grew so very long,
And every time he shook his head
they rattled against the sun.
The Wool on
this ram's belly, Sir,
It dragged upon the ground,
It was sold in Darby town, Sir,
For forty thousand pound.
The tanner who tanned his hide, sir,
He'll never be poor no more,
'C'us' when he'd tanned and stretched it,
By! It covered Sinfin Moor,
 Now
if you don't believe me,
Or think I tell a lie,
Just ask the folks of Derby,
'Cos
they're bigger liars than I, |
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