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| UR ol Hyar lib in ur house on de hill, | |
| He hunner yurs ol an nebber wuz ill; | |
| He yurs dee so long an he eyes so beeg, | |
| An he laigs so spry dat he dawnce ur jeeg; | |
| He lib so long dat he know ebbry tings | 5 |
| Bout de beasses dat walks an de buds dat sings | |
| Dis Ol Doc Hyar, | |
| Whar lib up dar | |
| Een ur mighty fine house on ur mighty high hill. | |
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| He doctah fur all de beasses an buds | 10 |
| He put on he specs an he use beeg wuds, | |
| He feel dee pus den he look mighty wise, | |
| He pull out he watch an he shet bofe eyes; | |
| He grab up he hat an grab up he cane, | |
| Denblam! go de dohe gone lak de train, | 15 |
| Dis Ol Doc Hyar, | |
| Whar lib up dar | |
| Een ur mighty fine house on ur mighty high hill. | |
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| Mistah Bar fall sickdee sont fur Doc Hyar, | |
| O, Doctah, come queeck, an see Mr. Bar; | 20 |
| He mighty nigh daid des sho ez you bon! | |
| Too much ur young peeg, too much ur green con, | |
| Ez he put on he hat, said Ol Doc Hyar; | |
| Ill tek long meh lawnce, an lawnce Mistah Bar, | |
| Said Ol Doc Hyar, | 25 |
| Whar lib up dar | |
| Een ur mighty fine house on ur mighty high hill. | |
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| Mistah Bar he groaned, Mistah Bar he growled, | |
| Wile de ol Miss Bar an de chillen howled; | |
| Doctah Hyar tuk out he shap lil lawnce, | 30 |
| An pyuced Mistah Bar twel he med him prawnce | |
| Den grab up he hat an grab up he cane | |
| Blam! go de do an he gone lak de train, | |
| Dis Ol Doc Hyar, | |
| Whar lib up dar | 35 |
| Een ur mighty fine house on ur mighty high hill. | |
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| But de vay naix day Mistah Bar he daid; | |
| Wen dee tell Doc Hyar, he des scratch he haid: | |
| Ef pahsons git well ur pahsons git wus, | |
| Money got ter come een de Ol Hyars pus; | 40 |
| Not wut folkses does, but fur wut dee know | |
| Does de folkses git paidan Hyar larfed low, | |
| Dis smat Ol Hyar, | |
| Whar lib up dar | |
| Een de mighty fine house on de mighty high hill! | 45 |
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