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"Step in, young man, I know your face
It's nothing in your favour
A little time I'll give to you:
Six months unto hard labour"
To me Hip! fol the day. Hip! fol the day
Hip! fol the day, fol the digee, oh!
And at six o'clock our screw comes in
With a bunch of keys all in his hand
"Come, come, my lads, step up in time
Tread the wheel till breakfast time"
To me Hip! fol the day. Hip! fol the day
Hip! fol the day, fol the digee, oh!
And at half past six our skilly comes in
Sometimes thick and sometimes thin
But devil's a word ye will not say
Or it's bread and water all next day
To me Hip! fol the day. Hip! fol the day
Hip! fol the day, fol the digee, oh!
Eight o'clock the bell doth ring
Into the chapel we must swing
Down on our bended knees to fall
May the Lord have mercy on us all
To me Hip! fol the day. Hip! fol the day
Hip! fol the day, fol the digee, oh!
Now Saturday's come, I'm sorry to say
Sunday is our starvation day
With our hobnail boots and our tin mugs too
They are not shined, and they will not do
To me Hip! fol the day. Hip! fol the day
Hip! fol the day, fol the digee, oh!
Six long months are over and past
I will return to my bonny, bonny lass
I'll leave the turnkeys all behind
The wheel to tread and the corn to grind
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