Τετάρτη, 28 Δεκεμβρίου 2011

oh thou coal black smith...what is your silly song?

ένα ακόμα από τα κολλήματα του 2011...




Oh she looked out of the window
As white as any milk
But he looked to the window
As black as any silk
Hulloa hulloa hulloa hulloa
Hulloa you coal black smith
Oh what is your silly song?
You shall never change my maiden name
That I have kept so long.
I'd rather die a maid, yes
But then she said
And be buried in my grave, yes
And then she said
That I'd have such a nasty
Husky, dusky, musty, fusky
Coal black smith!
A maiden will I die, a maiden will I die!
Then she became a duck
A duck all on the stream
And he became a water dog
And fetched her back again.
Then she became a hare,
A hare all on the plain,
And he became a greyhound dog
And fetched her back again!
Then she became a fly,
A fly all in the air,
And he became a spider
And fetched her to his lair!
I'd rather die a maid, yes
But then she said
And be buried in my grave, yes
And then she said
That I'd have such a nasty
Husky, dusky, musty, fusky
Coal black smith!

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