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6. BANK MELODY—No. V.
Air.—“John Anderson, my jo, John.”
Nick Biddle, O! my auld Nick,
When we were first acquent,
The Bank had full five years to run,
The fees were freely lent;
But now the Bank is winding up,
The cash don't come so thick
But blessings on your silver pow,
Nick Biddle, my auld Nick!
Nick Biddle, O! my auld Nick,
We've had our fun thegither,
Money and canty days, Nick,
We've spent wi' ane anither;
Now we maun totter down, Nick,
But hand in hand we'll stick,
And growl thegither at the foot,
Nick Biddle, oh! my Nick.
When we were first acquent,
The Bank had full five years to run,
The fees were freely lent;
But now the Bank is winding up,
The cash don't come so thick
But blessings on your silver pow,
Nick Biddle, my auld Nick!
Nick Biddle, O! my auld Nick,
We've had our fun thegither,
Money and canty days, Nick,
We've spent wi' ane anither;
Now we maun totter down, Nick,
But hand in hand we'll stick,
And growl thegither at the foot,
Nick Biddle, oh! my Nick.
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