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Gilbert & Sullivan Lyrics: When Fredrick Was A Little Lad Lyrics When Fredrick was a little lad he proved so brave and daring his father thought he'd 'prentice him
Little lad, little lad, Where were you born? Far off in Lancashire, Under a thorn, Where they sup butter-milk With a ram's horn; And a pumpkin scooped
Berries and cream! Berries and cream! I'm a little lad who loves berries, and CREAM!
there's a paris gallery there, is there a make-up forever branch there too? Cuz hyatt plaza's closer to me. Berries and cream! Berries and cream! I'm a little lad who loves berries ...
A minute may dry a little lad’s tears; An hour sweep aside the troubles of years. Minutes of my time may bring to an end Hopelessness, somewhere, and give me a friend!
Little lad, little lad, Where were you born? Far off in Lancashire, Under a thorn, Where they sup butter-milk With a ram's horn; And a pumpkin scooped
A minute may dry a little lads tears; An hour sweep aside the troubles of years. Minutes of my time may bring to an end Hopelessness, somewhere, and give me a friend!
This little Lad, Living so simply, and so plainly clad? "His name shall be 'Wonderful.' This Carpenter, Known from His childhood by each villager?
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