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One sunny day near Swindon town,

A-singing fair and free,

Sweet Tink once went that tunnel down,

To see what she could see.

 

With a hey-down, ho-down, derry-derry down,

With a hey-down, derry-derry down.

 

She soon came ‘cross the Mountain King,

Tink barely ‘scaped intact;

She hadn’t known it was his thing,

Cruel tortures to exact.

 

With a hey-down derry, Tink took to wing,

With a derry-down, took to wing.

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  And ever since she met her bane,

Tink won’t go near a tunnel;

She even will not ride the train

Within the Channel Chunnel.

 

With a hey-down derry, no train, no strain,
With a ho-down derry, no train.


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Brilliant...:D

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Hey-down, ho-down, derry-derry thanks.   :D :D :D

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