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Away With Rum (Bikel Theo)

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We're coming, we're coming, our brave little
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band. On the right side of temperance we now
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take our stand. We don't use tobacco because we
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do think, That the people who use it are likely
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to drink.
[chorus]:
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    Away, away, with rum, by gum, With
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    rum, by gum, with rum, by gum, Away,
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    away, with rum, by gum, The song of
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    the Salvation Army.
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We never eat cookies because they have yeast,
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And one little bit makes a man like a beast. Oh,
     
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can you imagine a sadder disgrace, Than a man in
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the gutter with crumbs on his face?
[chorus]
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We never eat fruitcake because it has rum, And
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one little slice puts a man on the bum. Oh, can
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you imagine a sorrier sight, Than a man eating
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fruitcake until he gets tight?
[chorus]

Away With Rum (Bikel Theo)                        
                                                  
We're coming, we're coming, our brave little      
band. On the right side of temperance we now      
take our stand. We don't use tobacco because we   
do think, That the people who use it are likely   
to drink.                                         
                                                  
[chorus]:                                         
    Away, away, with rum, by gum, With            
    rum, by gum, with rum, by gum, Away,          
    away, with rum, by gum, The song of           
    the Salvation Army.                           
                                                  
We never eat cookies because they have yeast,     
And one little bit makes a man like a beast. Oh,  
can you imagine a sadder disgrace, Than a man in  
the gutter with crumbs on his face?               
                                                  
[chorus]                                          
                                                  
We never eat fruitcake because it has rum, And    
one little slice puts a man on the bum. Oh, can   
you imagine a sorrier sight, Than a man eating    
fruitcake until he gets tight?                    
                                                  
[chorus]