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It's so cosy in the kitchen
with the smell of rabbit stew,
When the breeze blows 'cross the farm yard
you can smell the cow shed too.
(Cor! Oi never smelt nothin' like it in all me loife)

When those combine wheels stops turnin'
and the hard days work is done,
Theres a pub around the corner
It's the place we 'ave our fun.
(Arrh! We'll 'ave some fun an' all!)