Anonymous British

Knees Up, Mother Brown

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Knees Up, Mother Brown

Oh, knees up, Mother Brown, Knees up, Mother Brown. Come along, dearie, let it go, Ee-I-Ee-I-Ee-I-O. It's your blooming birthday, Let's wake up all the town, So, knees up, knees up, Don't get the breeze up, Knees up, Mother Brown.