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The merry birdcatcher am I
And tra-la-la is what I cry
The merry birdcatcher famed
By young and old Iâm named
I know how to use a lure
I can whistle high and pure
Thatâs why Iâm so full of glee
All these birds belong to me
The merry birdcatcher am I
And tra-la-la is what I cry
The merry birdcatcher famed
By young and old Iâm named
My theatre is completely packed
The audience cheer
Through all the acts
Thatâs why Iâm so full of glee
All these florins belong to me
Belong to me
Belong to me
The merry birdcatcher am I
And tra-la-la is what I cry
The merry birdcatcher famed
By young and old Iâm named
My theatre is completely packed
The audience cheer
Through all of the acts
Thatâs why Iâm so full of glee
All these florins belong to me
Belong to me
Belong to me
Belong to me
Belong to me
Belong to me
Belong to me
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