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Hop! Hop! Hop! ©

Joe Sharp
Stra'ven, Scotland
2005

Hop, hop, hop, to the butcher’s shop, I cannot linger longer
For if I stay, my mother will say ‘You’ve been playing with the boys down yonder’
Joy, joy, joy, it’s the butcher boy, I long to linger longer
But if I stay, my mother will say ‘You’ve been playing with the boys down yonder’

Chop, chop, chop, in the butcher’s shop, I cannot linger longer
For if I stay, my mother will say ‘You’ve been playing with the boys down yonder’
Skip, hop, stop, in the butcher’s shop, I long to linger longer
But if I stay, my mother will say ‘You’ve been playing with the boys down yonder’

Kiss, kiss, stop, in the butcher’s shop, I cannot linger longer
For if I stay, my mother will say ‘You’ve been playing with the boys down yonder’
Bliss, kiss, pop, in the butcher’s shop, I long to linger longer
But if I stay, my mother will say ‘You’ve been playing with the boys down yonder’

Hop, hop, hop, from the butcher’s shop, I cannot linger longer
For if I stay, my mother will say ‘You’ve been playing with the boys down yonder’
Boy, boy, boy, it’s the butcher’s boy, I can no longer linger
He’s just like dad, the butcher’s lad, there’s a ring upon my finger



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