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The Grand Old Duke of York

Oh, the grand old Duke of York,

He had ten thousand men;

He marched them up to the top of the hill,

And he marched them down again.

And, when they were up they were up;

And when they were down they were down.

But when they were only halfway up,

They were neither up nor down.

And a comic version

O my grand old Grandpa York

He had ten thousand teds,

He marched them into their baths every night,

Then he marched them to their beds.

And when they got in they were wet

And when they got out they were dry

And when they were all snuggled up very tight

He sang them a lullaby.

Lucy Coats