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1. As I was going to Derby, 
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   'Twas on a summer’s day
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   I met the finest ram, sirs, 
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   That ever was fed upon hay

Refrain
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   That's a lie, that's a lie
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   That's a lie, a lie, lie, lie!

2. This ram and I got drunk, sir, 
   As drunk as drunk could be,
   And when we sobered up, sir, 
   We were far away out on the sea.

3. This wonderful old ram, sir, 
   Was playful as a kid;
   He swallowed the captain's spyglass
   Along with the bo'sun's fid.

4. One morning on the poop, sir, 
   Before eight bells was rung,
   He grabbed the captain's sextant 
   And took a shot at the sun.

5. One night 'twas wet and rough, sir, 
   And the wind was blowing keen
   He borrowed my suit of oilskins 
   And he took my trick at the wheel

6. The butcher who killed this ram, sir, 
   Was up to his knees in blood
   And the boy who told the tale, sir, 
   Was carried away with the flood

7. The crew of the Vencedora 
   Are handsome, strong and brave,
   The smartest lot of sailors 
   That ever sailed o’r the wave!