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Sniff up thy snuff

If you take snuff it surely shows
With waistcoat stained, and so's your nose
But don't ee fret, it ain't so rough
No-one's been known to die of snuff.
Sniff, sniff, sniff up thee snuff
There's a snuff mine in Yatton got tons of the stuff.

Now Doctor Wills will cure all ills
Without no potions or no pills
He treats his patients like himself
To an ounce of snuff on National Health.
Sniff, sniff, sniff up thee snuff
There's a snuff mine in Yatton got tons of the stuff.

Bride and groom on honeymoon
First time alone in double room
The bride blushed to her golden locks
When groom pulled out his old snuff box.
Sniff, sniff, sniff up thee snuff
There's a snuff mine in Yatton got tons of the stuff.

When we get old and turning grey
No longer boasting twice a day
When time comes round to go to bed
You'll take a pinch of snuff instead.
Sniff, sniff, sniff up thee snuff
There's a snuff mine in Yatton got tons of the stuff.

Old Dan'l Kane who lived near Chew
When ee died were ninety-two
Ee took snuff since he were seven
So let us pray there's snuff in heaven.
Sniff, sniff, sniff up thee snuff
There's a snuff mine in Yatton got tons of the stuff.
Sniff, sniff, sniff up thee snuff
There's a snuff mine in Yatton got tons of the stuff.

(Johnny Macey)