Student's Lay. (Pat's Pick, page 91; Song Budget, page 36.) We think it is the rule, £ir, To hate to be a fool, sir, And so we come to school, sir. To drive dull care away. Chorus—To drive dull care away, To drive dull care away, It's a way we have at school, sir, It's a way we have at school, sir. It's a way we have at school, sir. To drive dull care away. There's many a man so sad, sir, Because his heart is bad, sir, He never can be glad sir, To drive dull care away. —Cho. There was a man in France, sir, Who only knew how to dance, sir And that gave little chance, sir, To drive dull care away.— Cho. There was a lazy Turk, Sir, Who all his tasks would shirk, sir, He had no honest work, sir, To drive dull care away.—Oho But we propose to know, sir, And to the school we go, sir, To grow from head to toe, sir, And drive dull care away.—Cho.
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