.As heâs rushing round the Greyhound,
As he changed his velvet cab,
Turning over in his grey yard
He could have it, another sound.
He kept rushing âcross the wayside
As his ever-ringing eye,
But his mellow market bringing
As he changed into a spy.
Kept on moving up.
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