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But Why is She Coming ‘Round the Mountain?
As children we sang about an unknown she
Never really questioning who she was
Or why should she come around a mountain
Especially since we had no mountain at all
And now about those six white horses, huh:
Did she steal them? Did they pull her stagecoach?
I didn’t want to go out and meet her
Especially if she was wearing pajamas
Childhood is a series of mysteries
The teacher took my Sergeant Preston pen
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