^CThere was an old farmer, who sat on a ^Grock

Stroking his whiskers and shaking his

^CFist at his neighbors, who sat on their w^Gricks

Teaching their children, to player with their

^CKite strings and marbles in the old days of ^Gyore

Along came a lady who looked like

^CA descent young lady and walked like a ^Gduck

Said she discovered, a new way to

^CBring up the children to sew and to ^Gknit

The boys in the stables where shoveling up

^CContents of stables left after the ^Ghunt

The car man was feeing a nice piece of

^CStraw from the stables, cleaning the ^Gwalls

In came the dear maid to play with his

^CDog in the dairy where she did ^Gbelong If you think this is dirty well your fuckin well ^Cwrong..

Misc Unsigned Bands - Bob saget - old english folk song