.Mr. McGonagle sits on the chimneytop wondering how he got there
A minute ago he was in his bed sleeping and now he's way up in the air>
Who knows what the day will bring, it could bring anything
Who knows if we'll still be here, we could be there.
Mrs. McDonagh was playing her ba.
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