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Pork and Beans
Last night as I lay on my pillow,
Last night as I lay on my bed,
A poor boy rose up and expounded,
I'll just tell you all that he said.
Chorus:
Pork and beans, pork and beans,
Sold in those little round tins, round tins,
Pork and beans, pork and beans,
Sold in those little round tins.
He said, "Oh my stomach is aching,
And I've got a pain in my head,
My legs and my arms they are quaking,
I cannot lie still in my bed."
"I'm sorry I ate such a dinner,
Of pork and beans - nine tines,
I, like a poor young sinner,
Am suffering for my sins."
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