Sing Along

Here are some tracks of popular songs that you can play and sing along to.  Thanks to Andy and Sandra Carter for providing the audio tracks and Ken Roberson for his videos

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It must be love
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I never thought I’d miss you, half as much as I do
And I never thought I’d feel this way, the way I feel about you
As soon as I wake up every night every day
I know it’s you I need to take the blues away

Chorus

It must be love, love, love It must be love, love, love
Nothing more, nothing less, love is the best.

How can it be that we can say so much without
Bless you and bless me baby, bless the bees and the birds
I’ve got to be near you every night every day
I couldn’t be happy baby any other way

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It must be love, love, love It must be love, love, love
Nothing more, nothing less, love is the best.

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Have a drink on me
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In 1880 down a dusty road, along came a miner with a big fat load
He was caked in dirt from his head to his foot, a face so black that it looked like
Soot
He reined his mule and hitched him to the rail, and said Old timer it’s the end of
the trail
He Ambled down to the old saloon and said “ I know its early and it aint quite noon
but, Hey Hey everybody drinks on me

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Have a Drink, Have a drink have a drink on me, everybody have a drink on me
hey hey everybody drinks on me,
Have a Drink, Have a drink have a drink on me, everybody have a drink on me hey hey everybody drinks on me

Well, I just got a letter from down in Tennassee, it said my uncle died and left
an oil well to me, hey hey everybody drinks on me.
I’ve been digging all my life and I nearly dug to hell but my uncle dug potato’s
and he struck an oil well hey hey everybody drinks on me EVERBODY

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Have a Drink, Have a drink have a drink on me, everybody have a drink on me
hey hey everybody drinks on me,
Have a Drink, Have a drink have a drink on me, everybody have a drink on me hey hey everybody drinks on me

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Have a Drink, Have a drink have a drink on me, everybody have a drink on me
hey hey everybody drinks on me,
Have a Drink, Have a drink have a drink on me, everybody have a drink on me hey hey everybody drinks on me

Well black gold yellow gold to me it’s all the same, take my advice and give up the
mining game hey hey everybody drink to me yeah…. Oh now
Throw away you shovel and your old long jones, you can make a fortune writing
Adam Faith songs hey hey everybody drinks on me….
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Have a Drink, Have a drink have a drink on me, everybody have a drink on me
hey hey everybody drinks on me,
Have a Drink, Have a drink have a drink on me, everybody have a drink on me hey hey everybody drinks on me

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Home on the Range
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Oh give me a home where the buffalo roam where the deer and the antelope play,
where seldom is heard a discouraging word and the skys are not cloudy all day

Home, home on the range where the deer and the antelope play
Were seldom is heard a discouraging word
and the skys are not cloudy all day

How often at night where the heavens are bright with the light of the glittering
Stars
Have I stood there amazed and asked as I gazed if there glory accedes that of ours

Home, home on the range where the deer and the antelope play
Were seldom is heard a discouraging word
and the skys are not cloudy all day

Then give me a land where the bright diamond sand flows leisurely down to the stream
Where the graceful white swan goes gliding along like a maid in a heavenly dream

Home, home on the range where the deer and the antelope play
Were seldom is heard a discouraging word
and the skys are not cloudy all day

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I'm leaning on a lamp post
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I’m leaning on a lamp, maybe you think, I look a tramp,
Or you may think I’m hanging ’round to steal a motor-car.
But no I’m not a crook, And if you think, that’s what I look,
I’ll tell you why I’m here, And what my motives are.


I’m leaning on a lampost
At the corner of the street, in case a certain little lady comes by,
Oh me, oh my, I hope that little lady comes by.
I don’t know if she’ll get away, she doesn’t always get away
But anyhow I know that she’ll try,
Oh me, oh my, I hope that little lady comes by,
There’s no other girl I would wait for, this girl I’d break any date for,
I don’t have to ask what she’s late for,
She wouldn’t leave me flat she’s not a girl like that.
She’s absolutely wonderful and marvellous and beautiful
And anyone can understand why,
I’m leaning on a lampost at the corner of the street
In case a certain little lady comes by

I’m leaning on a lampost
At the corner of the street, in case a certain little lady comes by,
Oh me, oh my, I hope that little lady comes by.
I don’t know if she’ll get away, she doesn’t always get away
But anyhow I know that she’ll try,
Oh me, oh my, I hope that little lady comes by,
There’s no other girl I would wait for, this girl I’d break any date for,
I don’t have to ask what she’s late for,
She wouldn’t leave me flat she’s not a girl like that.
She’s absolutely wonderful and marvellous and beautiful
And anyone can understand why,
I’m leaning on a lampost at the corner of the street
In case a certain little lady comes by

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Malt & Barley Blues
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Don’t delay, leave today get out now while you can
Don’t be daft leave your half to the hard-drinkin’ man
And if they start knockin, ‘it’s just the booze talkin’
they got the malt and barley blues
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Take your chance while you can, we’re behind you all the way
Some are proud and some are loud they don’t heed to what they say
Cause it’s the booze talkin’, ‘it’s just the booze talkin’
they got the malt and barley blues

Someone tries to patronize you when, you don’t know why
but you can stand up and look ’em right between the eyes
It’s just the booze talkin’it’s just the booze talkin’
they got the malt and barley blues

Cause it’s the booze talkin’, ‘it’s just the booze talkin’
they got the malt and barley blues
Cause it’s the booze talkin’ (woah-oh) ‘it’s just the booze talkin’ (waoh-ho-ho)
they got the malt and barley blues

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Side by Side
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Oh, we ain’t got a barrel of money
Maybe we’re ragged and funny
But we’ll travel along, singin’ a song
Side by side
Don’t know what’s comin’ tomorrow
Maybe it’s trouble and sorrow
But we’ll travel the road, sharin’ our load
Side by side

Through all kinds of weather
What if the sky should fall
Just as long as we’re together
It really doesn’t matter at all
When they’ve all had their troubles and parted
We’ll be the same as we started
Just travelin’ along, singin’ our song
Side by side

Through all kinds of weather
What if the sky should fall
Just as long as we’re together
It really doesn’t matter at all
When they’ve all had their troubles and parted
We’ll be the same as we started
Just travelin’ along, singin’ our song
Side by side
Side by side

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I Like Bananas
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Standing by the fruit store on the corner.
Once I Heard a customer com plain.
You never seem to show, the fruit we all love so,
That’s why business hasn’t been the same,

I don’t like your peaches, they are full of stones,
But I like bananas, because they have no bones.

Don’t give me tomatoes, can’t stand ice cream cones,
But I like bananas, because they have no bones.

No matter where I go, with Susie, May or Tonya
I want the world to know, I must have my ba nan ya.

Cabbages and onions, hurt my singing tones,
But I like bananas because they have no bones

I don’t like computers and can’t stand mobile phones
But I like bananas because they have no bones.

I don’t like Politicians, they’re walking gramophones,
But I like bananas because they have no bones.

I never cared for drink, to me it seems so simple
Cause when you come to think, bananas give a skinful.

I don’t like the bagpipes, can’t stand saxophones,
But I like bananas because they have no bones.

Yes I like bananas because they have no bones.

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Get Out and Get Under
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Johnny O’Connor bought an automobile
He took his sweetheart for a ride one Sunday
Johnny was togged up in his best Sunday clothes
She nestled close to his side
Things went just dandy till he got down the road
Then something happened to the old machinery
That engine got his goat
Off went his hat and coat
Everything needed repairs.

Chorus: He’d have to get under
Get out and get under
To fix his little machine
He was just dying to cuddle his queen
But every minute when he’d begin it
He’d have to get under
Get out and get under
Then he’d get back at the wheel
A dozen times they’d start to hug and kiss
And then the darned old engine it would miss
Then he’d have to get under
Get out and get under
And fix up his automobile.

Millionaire Wilson said to Johnny one day
‘You’re little sweetheart don’t appreciate you
I have a daughter who is hungry for love
She likes to ride by the way’
Johnny had visions of a million in gold
He took her riding in his little auto
But every time he went to say ‘Marry me’
‘Twas the same old story again.

Chorus 1: He’d have to get under
Get out and get under
To fix his little machine
He was just dying to cuddle his queen
But every minute when he’d begin it
He’d have to get under
Get out and get under
Then he’d get back at the wheel
A dozen times of love he’d try to speak
And then the radiator it would leak
Then he’d have to get under
Get out and get under
And fix up his automobile.

Chorus 2: He’d have to get under
Get out and get under
To fix his little machine
He was just dying to cuddle his queen
But every minute when he’d begin it
He’d have to get under
Get out and get under
Then he’d get back at the wheel
To kiss and squeeze he’d boldly get to work
And then the brakes would slip; there’d be a jerk
Then he’d have to get under
Get out and get under
And fix up his automobile

Chorus 3:
He’d start to tell the tale with lots of swank
And then he’d find no petrol in the tank
Then he’d have to get under
Get out and get under
And fix up his automobile.

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Jamaica Farewell
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Down the way where the nights are gay
And the sun shines daily on the mountain top
I took a trip on a sailing ship
And when I reached Jamaica I made a stop

But I’m sad to say I’m on my way
Won’t be back for many a day
My heart is down, my head is turning around
I had to leave a little girl in Kingston town

Sounds of laughter everywhere
And the dancing girls sway to and fro
I must declare my heart is there
Though I’ve been from Maine to Mexico

But I’m sad to say I’m on my way
Won’t be back for many a day
My heart is down, my head is turning around
I had to leave a little girl in Kingston town

Down the market you can hear
Ladies cry out while on their heads they bear
‘Akey’ rice, salt fish are nice
And the rum is fine any time of year

But I’m sad to say I’m on my way
Won’t be back for many a day
My heart is down, my head is turning around
I had to leave a little girl in Kingston town

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I will
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Who knows how long I’ve loved you
You know I love you still
Will I wait a lonely lifetime
If you want me to, I will
For if I ever saw you
I didn’t catch your name
But it never really mattered
I will always feel the same
Love you forever and forever
Love you with all my heart
Love you whenever we’re together
Love you when we’re apart
And when at last I find you
Your song will fill the air
Sing it loud so I can hear you
Make it easy to be near you
For the things you do endear you to me
You know I will
I will

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My Old Man
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We had to move away
‘Cos the rent we couldn’t pay.
The moving van came round just after dark.
There was me and my old man,
Shoving things inside the van,
Which we’d often done before, let me remark.
We packed all that could be packed
In the van, and that’s a fact.
And we got inside all that we could get inside.
Then we packed all we could pack
On the tailboard at the back,
Till there wasn’t any room for me to ride.


My old man said: “Foller the van,
And don’t dilly-dally on the way”.
Off went the van wiv me ‘ome packed in it.
I walked be’ind wiv me old cock linnet.
But I dillied and dallied,
Dallied and dillied;
Lost me way and don’t know where to roam.
And you can’t trust a “Special”
Like the old-time copper
When you can’t find your way home.

My old man said: “Foller the van,
And don’t dilly-dally on the way”.
Off went the van wiv me ‘ome packed in it.
I walked be’ind wiv me old cock linnet.
But I dillied and dallied,
Dallied and dillied;
Lost me way and don’t know where to roam.
And you can’t trust a “Special”
When you’ve got a reputation
And you can’t find your way
who’s going my way?
My way’s your way home

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Putting on the Style
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Sweet sixteen goes to church
Just to see the boys
Laughs and screams and giggles
At every little noise
Turns her face a little
And turns her head awhile
But everybody knows she’s
Only putting on the style
She’s putting on the agony
Putting on the style
That’s what all the young folks
Are doing all the while
And as I look around me
I sometimes have to smile
Seeing all the young folks
Putting on the style
Well the young man in the hot rod car
Driving like he’s mad
With a pair of yellow gloves
He’s borrowed from his dad
He makes it roar so lively
Just to make his girlfriend smile
But she knows he’s only
Putting on the style
He’s putting on the agony
Putting on the style
That’s what all the young folks
Are doing all the while
And as I look around me
I sometimes have to…
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When you're Smiling
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When you’re smiling, when you’re smiling, the whole world smiles with you.
When you’re laughing… when you’re laughing…the sun comes shining through
But when you’re crying, you bring on the rain, So stop your sighing, be happy again.
Keep on smiling, ‘cause when you’re smiling, the whole world smiles with you!

When you’re smiling, when you’re smiling, the whole world smiles with you.
When you’re laughing… when you’re laughing…the sun comes shining through
But when you’re crying, you bring on the rain, So stop your sighing, be happy again.
Keep on smiling, ‘cause when you’re smiling, the whole world smiles with you!

Roll out the barrel, we’ll have a barrel of fun
Roll out the barrel, we’ll get the blues on the run
Zing boom terarrel, Ring out a song of good cheer
Now’s the time to roll the barrel,…, cos the gangs all here
You are my sunshine, my only sunshine
You make me happy when skies are gray
You’ll never know dear, how much I love you
Please don’t take my sunshine away…………………
So keep on smiling, ‘cause when you’re smiling the whole world smiles with you

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Whisky in the Jar
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As I was going over the Cork and Kerry Mountains
I met with Captain Farrell and his money he was countin’
I first produced my pistol and then produced my rapier
Saying “Stand and deliver for you are my bold deceiver”
With my ring dum-a do dum-a da
Whack for the daddy-o. Whack the my daddy-o
There’s whiskey in the jar

I counted out my money and it made a pretty penny
I put it in my pocket and I gave it to my Jenny
She sighed and she swore that she never would deceive me
But the devil take the women for they never can be easy
With my ring dum-a do dum-a da
Whack for the daddy-o. Whack the my daddy-o
There’s whiskey in the jar

I went into my chamber for to take a slumber
I dreamt of golden jewels and sure it was no wonder
For Jenny took my charges and filled them up with water
And sent for Captain Farrell to be ready for the slaughter
With my ring dum-a do dum-a da
Whack for the daddy-o. Whack the my daddy-o
There’s whiskey in the jar

‘Twas early in the morning before I rose to travel
The guards were all around me and likewise Captain Farrell
I then produced my pistol for she stole away my rapier
But I couldn’t shoot the water so a prisoner I was taken
With my ring dum-a do dum-a da
Whack for the daddy-o. Whack the my daddy-o
There’s whiskey in the jar

If anyone can aid me it’s my brother in the army
I think that he is stationed in Cork or in Killarney
And if he’d come and join me, we’d go rovin’ in Kilkenny
I swear he’d treat me fairer than my darling sporting Jenny
With my ring dum-a do dum-a da
Whack for the daddy-o. Whack the my daddy-o
There’s whiskey in the jar

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Wild Rover
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I’ve been a wild rover for many a year
And I’ve spent all my money on whiskey and beer
And now I’m returning with gold in great store
And I never will play the wild rover no more

And it’s no, nay, never
No, nay, never, no more
And I’ll play the wild rover
No never, no more

I went to an alehouse I used to frequent
And I told the landlady my money was spent
I asked her for credit, she answered me, “Nay”
Saying, “Custom like yours, I can have any day”

And it’s no, nay, never
No, nay, never, no more
And I’ll play the wild rover
No never, no more

I took from my pocket ten sovereigns bright
And the landlady’s eyes opened wide with delight
She said, “I have whiskeys and wines of the best
And the words that I told you were only in jest”

And it’s no, nay, never
No, nay, never, no more
And I’ll play the wild rover
No never, no more

I’ll go home to my parents, confess what I’ve done
And I’ll ask them to pardon their prodigal son
And when they have kissed me as oft-times before
I never will play the wild rover no more

And it’s no, nay, never
No, nay, never, no more
And I’ll play the wild rover
No never, no more

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Oom-Pah-Pah
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There’s a little ditty
They’re singing in the city
Espeshly when they’ve been
On the gin
Or the beer
If you’ve got the patience,
Your own imaginations
Will tell you just exactly what you want to hear…

Oom-pah-pah! Oom-pah-pah!
That’s how it goes,
Oom-pah-pah! Oom-pah-pah!
Ev’ryone knows.


They all suppose what they want to suppose
When they hear…oom-pah-pah!!
Mister Percy Snodgrass
Would often have the odd glass —
But never when he thought anybody could see.
Secretly he’d buy it,
And drink it on the quiet,
And dream he was an Earl
Wiv a girl on each knee!

Oom-pah-pah! Oom-pah-pah!
That’s how it goes.
Oom-pah-pah! Oom-pah-pah!
Ev’ryone knows…

What is the cause of his red shiny nose?
Could it be…oom-pah-pah!?
Pretty little Sally
Goes walking down the alley,
Displays her pretty ankles to all of the men.
They could see her garters,
But not for free-and-gratis–
An inch or two, and then she knows
When to say when!

Oom-pah-pah! Oom-pah-pah!
That’s how it goes.
Oom-pah-pah! Oom-pah-pah!
Ev’ryone knows…

Whether it’s hidden, or whether it shows —
It’s the same…oom-pah-pah!

Oom-pah-pah! Oom-pah-pah!
That’s how it goes.
Oom-pah-pah! Oom-pah-pah!
Ev’ryone knows…

Whether it’s hidden, or whether it shows —
It’s the same…oom-pah-pah!

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Forty Shades of Green
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I close my eyes and picture the emerald of the sea
From the fishing boats at Dingle to the shores of Dunardee
I miss the river Shannon and the folks at Skibbereen
The moorlands and the midlands with their forty shades of green

But most of all I miss a girl in Tipperary town
And most of all I miss her lips as soft as eiderdown
Again I want to see and do the things we’ve done and seen
Where the breeze is sweet as Shalimar and there’s forty shades of green

I wish that I could spend an hour at Dublin’s churching surf
I’d love to watch the farmers drain the bogs and spade the turf
To see again the thatching of the straw the women glean
I’d walk from Cork to Larne to see the forty shades of green

But most of all I miss a girl in Tipperary town
And most of all I miss her lips as soft as eiderdown
Again I want to see and do the things we’ve done and seen
Where the breeze is sweet as Shalimar and there’s forty shades of green
Where the breeze is sweet as Shalimar and there’s forty shades of green

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Busy Line
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I put a nickel in the telephone, dialled my baby’s number
Got a brrr, brrr, brrr, brrr, busy line
Each time I tried I got a busy tone
Not my baby’s number
Just a brrr, brrr, brrr, brrr, busy line

Called his uncle in Jamaica
Left a message with the baker
Even checked the number in the telephone book
Got so awfully, awfully worried
To my baby’s house I hurried
When I looked inside, the phone was off the hook

And as I walked up to my baby – then
I got my baby’s number
He was busy in the parlour doing fine
Busy kissing someone else
While I was keeping busy
Getting a brrr, brrr, brrr, brrr, busy line

I put a nickel in the telephone, dialled my baby’s number
Got a brrr, brrr, brrr, brrr, busy line
Each time I tried I got a busy tone
Not my baby’s number
Just a brrr, brrr, brrr, brrr, busy line

Called his uncle in Jamaica
Left a message with the baker
Even checked the number in the telephone book
Got so awfully, awfully worried
To my baby’s house I hurried
When I looked inside, the phone was off the hook

And as I walked up to my baby – then
I got my baby’s number
He was busy in the parlour doing fine
Busy kissing someone else
While I was keeping busy
Getting a brrr, brrr, brrr, brrr, busy line

Getting a brrr, brrr, brrr, brrr, busy line
Getting a brrr, brrr, brrr, brrr, busy line

Ken's Ukelele Collection

A Selection of the Favourites
Over the RainbowPlay
Feeling GroovyPlay
Homeward BoundPlay
Yesterday
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Grandfather's Clock
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Sweet Caroline
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Back Home again
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If
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Annie's Song
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All I have to do is Dream
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Where'm I gonna find ya
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Dance the Night Away
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Jim Reeves
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Putting on the Style
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I'll See You in my Dreams
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The Wild Rover
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I Like Ukeleles
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