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| | Sarah Brightman - Oliver Cromwell Lyrics (Site not responding. Last check: 2007-10-18) |
 | | Oliver cromwell lay buried and dead, Hee-haw, buried and dead, There grew an old apple-tree over his head, Hee-haw, over his head. |
 | | The apples were ripe and ready to fall, Hee-haw, ready to fall, There came an old woman to gather them all, Hee-haw, gather them all. |
 | | Oliver rose and gave her a drop, Hee-haw, gave her a drop, Which made the old woman go hippety hop, Hee-haw, hippety hop. |
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