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Pequena casa na campina, com Mr. Edwards dançando
Old Dan Tucker (Words and Music by Daniel Decatur Emmett, 1843) Old Dan Tucker was a fine old man, He washed his face in a frying pan, He combed his hair with a wagon wheel And died of the toothache in his heel. Git out the way for old Dan Tucker! He's too late to git his supper, Supper's over and the dishes washed, Nothing left but a piece of squash!
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