1: Now, when I was a little boy,
my mother told me
If I didn't kiss the girls,
my lips would soon grow moldy

Ref: Fly around, my pretty little miss
Fly around, my daisy
Fly around, my pretty little miss
You almost drive me crazy

2: Now, when I was a little boy,
all I wanted was a knife
Now I am a great big boy,
I'm looking for a wife

Ref:

3: I wish I had a big white horse
and corn to feed him on
And a pretty little gal to stay at home
and feed him when I'm gone

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4: I'm going off to New Orleans,
my musket on my shoulder
Going off to New Orleans
I'm going to be a soldier

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