One misty, moisty morning, when cloudy was the weather,
O there I met an old man clothed all in leather,
clothed all in leather, With cap under his chin.

O how d'ye do? And how d'ye do? And how d'ye do, again?
I shook his hand at parting, when cloudy was the weather,
This imbecile old "party," clothed all in leather, clothed all in leather,
With cap under his chin.
O fare-thee-well, and fare-thee-well, and fare-thee-well again.



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