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span>C <span>G There was an old farmer who lived on a rock <span>C He sat in the meadow just shaking his <span>G Fist at some boys who were down by the crick Their feet in the water, their hands on their <span>C <span>G Marbles and play things at a half passed four There came a young lady who looked like a <span>C Pretty, young preacher <span>G She sat on the grass, she pulled up her dress And she showed them her <span>C <span>G Ruffles, and laces and white fluffy duck She said she was learning a new way to <span>C <span>G Bring up her children, so they would not spit
While the boys in the barnyard were shoveling <span>C <span>G Refuse, and litter from yesterday's hunt While the girl in the meadow was rubbing her <span>C <span>G Eyes at the fellow, down by the dock He looked like a man with a sizable <span>C <span>G Home in the country, with a big fence out front If he asked her politely, she'd show him her <span>C <span>G Little pet dog, who was subject to fits And maybe she'd let him grab hold of her <span>C <span>G Small, tender hands with a movement so quick And then she'd bend over and suck on his <span>C <span>G Candy, so tasty made of butterscotch And then he'd spread whip cream all over her <span>C <span>G Cookies that she had left out on her shelf If you think this is dirty <span>C
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