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11765	Lauder, Harry, Sir	Between You and Me			.txt	text/plain	81087	6808	98	ken, a Scots comic, to think o' London was like an ordinary man It's never richt for a man or a country tae live frae hand to mooth, Folk ask me, whiles, hoo it comes that I dwell still sae far frae the Do ye ken a man that'll e'er be able tae love his hame sae well if it noo, but I'm aye Harry to my friends, and sae I'll be tae the end o' I'd little to say to them the day I landed; I needed time tae think When an artist comes tae a new country wi' sae much talk aboot him as Man, is there anything like coming upon an old friend far frae hame I think they're a' coming, a' those gude folk, tae hear me sing. Weel, it seemed a hard thing tae ha' the New Year come in whiles I was	./cache/11765.txt	./txt/11765.txt