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Says Turpin, 'You shall eat your words, With a sarse of leaden bul-let'; So he puts a pistol to his mouth, And he fires it down his gul-let.

The coachman, he not likin' the job, Set off at a full gal-lop, But Dick put a couple of balls in his nob, And perwailed on him to stop.

Chorus (sarcastically)--But Dick put a couple of balls in his nob, And perwailed on him to stop.