There was a grand coachman,
Who drove the Lord Mayor;
And never drove less than
A carriage and pair.
He wore a red waistcoat,
He carried a whip,
And when the boys saw him,
They shouted "Hip! hip!"
The Coachman.
Richard Hunter
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