If it's not in the night,
I'll carry him to the grave.
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Who'll be the Parson?
I, said the Rook,
With my little book,
I'll be the Parson.
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Who'll sing a Psalm?
I, said the Thrush,
As he sat in the bush,
I'll sing a Psalm?
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Who'll be the Clerk?
I, said the Lark,
If it's not in the dark,
I'll be the Clerk.
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Who'll be chief mourner?
I, said the Dove,
Because I mourned for my love,
I'll be chief mourner.
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Who'll carry the link?
I, said the Linnet,
I'll fetch it in a minute,
I'll carry the link.
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Who'll toll the bell?
I, said the Bull,
Because I can pull,
I'll toll the bell.
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All the birds in the air
Fell to sighing and sobbing
When they heard the bell
For poor Cock Robin.
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While the cruel Cock Sparrow,
The cause of their grief,
Was hung on a gibbet
Next day, like a
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