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Down in a cellar cottage	A
In a dark and lonely street	B
Was sat a widow and her boy	C
With nothing left to eat	B
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The night was wild and stormy	D
The wind howl'd round the door	E
And heavy rain drops from above	F
Kept dripping to the floor	E
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They had no candle burning	G
The fire was long since dead	H
A wretched heap of straw was all	I
They had to call a bed	H
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They nestled close together	J
On the cold and dampy ground	K
And as the storm rush'd past them	L
They trembled at the sound	K
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Mother the poor boy whispered	M
May I not go again	N
I do not heed the wind mother	J
I'm not afraid of rain	O
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May I not go and beg mother	J
For you are very ill	P
Some one will give me something	G
Mother I'm sure they will	P
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Do let me go and try mother	J
You know I won't be long	Q
I did feel weak and tired mother	J
But now I feel quite strong	Q
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Give me a kiss before I go	R
And pray whilst I'm away	S
That I may meet some Christian friend	T
Who will not say me nay	S
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Dear boy the night is stormy	D
Your ragged clothes are thin	U
And soon the heavy rain drops	V
Will wet you to the skin	U
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I would go out myself boy	C
But oh I cannot rise	W
I am too weak to dry the tears	X
That roll down from my eyes	W
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I fear I soon must go love	F
And leave my boy alone	Y
And oh what can you do love	F
When I am dead and gone	Z
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Mother you set me weeping	G
Don't talk in such a strain	O
Your tears are worse for me to bear	A2
Than all the wind and rain	O
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Wait till I'm rather bigger	J
And then I'll work all day	S
And shan't we both be happy	D
When I bring you home my pay	S
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Then you shall have some tea mother	J
And bread as white as snow	R
You won't be sickly then mother	J
You'll soon get well I know	R
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And when that time shall come mother	J
You shall have some Sunday clothes	B2
Then you can go to church mother	J
You cannot go in those	C2
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And then I'll take you walking	G
And you shall see the flowers	D2
And sit upon the sweet green grass	E2
Beneath the trees for hours	D2
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But I will haste away mother	J
I won't be long good bye	F2
Farewell my boy she murmured	M
Then she laid her down to die	F2
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The lamps were dimly shining	G
And the waters in a flood	G2
Came rolling o'er the pavement	H2
Where the little beggar stood	I2
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He listened for a footstep	J2
Then he hurried on the street	B
But the wind roared with such fury	D
Till he scarce could keep his feet	B
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A few there were who passed him	K2
But they had no time to stay	S
They did not even stop to look	L2
But hurried quick away	S
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He passed the marts of business	M2
Where the gaslights were ablaze	N2
And saw the countless heaps of things	O2
Displayed to meet the gaze	N2
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One window held him spell bound	K
From end to end 'twas piled	P2
With loaves of bread a tempting sight	Q2
To a half famished child	P2
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He clapped his little cold wet hands	R2
And almost danced for joy	C
It seemed a glimpse of paradise	S2
To that poor hungry boy	C
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With timid step he ventured in	U
And trembling thus began	T2
Please sir I've come to beg for bread	H
Do help me if you can	T2
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I do not want it for myself	U2
My mother too shall share	A2
Do give me just one little crust	V2
If you've a crust to spare	A2
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Give cried the shopman in a rage	W2
What shall we live to see	D
Go tell your mother she must work	X2
And earn her bread like me	D
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But mother sir is very sick	Y2
She cannot work I'm sure	Z2
Father died some months ago	R
And left us very poor	A3
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She has not tasted food for days	N2
And die I fear she must	V2
Unless you'll help us Christian sir	J
Do spare a little crust	V2
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I'll spare you nothing saucy imp	B3
Away this moment run	C3
And tell your sickly mother	J
I cannot thus be done	C3
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He left the shop and in the street	B
He sat him down to cry	F2
He heard the trampling of the feet	B
Of those who passed him by	F2
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He could not ask another	J
For his every hope had fled	H
'Tis sad that in a land like this	D3
A child needs beg for bread	H
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Wet cold and faint he reached his home	E3
No richer than before	E
And noiselessly he entered in	U
And gently closed the door	E
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There is no sound the mother sleeps	F3
Then groping for the bed	H
He bent his weak and stiffened knees	G3
And bowed his weary head	H
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And pray'd that God would grant them help	H3
And bring them safely through	I3
The whisper'd prayer was borne above	F
Was heard and answered too	I3
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And when the morning's sun looked in	U
And filled the place with light	Q2
Two lifeless bodies on the straw	J3
Was all that met the sight	Q2
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Thus were they found alone and dead	H
No reason left to show	R
How they had come to that sad end	T
And no one cared to know	R

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