Now it is dawn and a new day is born
But with a trail of despair
The new day was shining but many had gone
Farmer Ferdinand Hudson had lost much more than he'd won

He sat by a table and cried in his rum

(break)

The cobwebs hung heavy and dreary beside
All that

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