Twice a Week the Winter Thorough
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Lyrics adapted from "Twice a week the winter thorough" by A. E. Housman

Twice, twice a week the winter thorough
Here stood I to keep the goal:
Football then was fighting sorrow
For the young man's soul.
The young man's soul.

Try, try i will; no harm in trying     |
O how lil' keeps the bones from lying  |-chorus
Try, try i will; no harm in trying     |
O how lil' keeps the bones from lying  |

Now in May time to the wicket
Out I march with bat and pad:
See the son of grief at cricket
Trying to be glad.
He's trying to be glad.

[chorus]

Keeps the bones of man
Keeps the bones of man
from lying, from lying

Aw it's wonder now
It's a wonder how little mirth
How little mirth keeps the bones of man
Keeps the bones of man from lying on this
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