Tom: C
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I'm old Tom Moore from the bummer's shore
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In the good old golden days.
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They call me a bummer and a gin sot, too
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But what cares I for praise
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I wander around from town to townCAm
Just like a roving sign,
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And all the people all say "There goes Tom Moore
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in the days of '49.
FC
In the days of old, in the days of gold
FC
How oftentimes I repine
FC
For the days of old when we dug up the gold
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In the days of '49.
There was Nantuck Bill, I knew him well,