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Title
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As I was going to Romford
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Singer
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Haydon, Shadrach [Shepherd]
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Song Lyrics
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Verse 1
As I was going to Romford twas on a market day,
I saw the finest ram sir, that ever fed on hay,
The wool upon his back sir reached up into the sky
And in it was a crows nest for I heard the young ones cry.
Verse 2
Twas there I bought a flock of sheep the finest ewes and wethers
Sometimes they bring me wool sir, and sometimes they brings feathers,
And I swear by good St Oswald at every change of the moon,
They give me a pair of lambs sir, each one of them full soon.
Verse 3
And then I bought me a little bull, nine yards round or more,
Such a pretty little bull, sir, you never saw before,
But when we drove him up the street he set up such a sound
That all the walls of London came tumbling to the ground.
