The German Clockwinder A German clockwinder to Dublin once came, Benjamin Fuchs was the ould German's name, And as he was winding his way round the Strand, He played on his flute and the music was grand. Singing Toora-loma-loma toora-loma-loma toori-lye-ay Toorali oorali tooraliay Toora-loma-loma toora-loma-loma toori-lye-ay Toorali oorali tooraliay Oh there was a young lady from Grosvenor Square, Who said that her clock was in need of repair. In walks the bold German and to her delight, In less than five minutes he had her clock right. Now as they were seated down on the floor, There came this very loud knock on the door. In walked her husband and great was his shock, For to see the ould German wind up his wife's clock. The husband says he 'Now look here, Mary Anne, Don't let that ould German come in here again. Your clock's wound up tight, while mine sits on the shelf, If your ould clock needs winding, sure I'll wind it myself!'

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