Old Crumley - текст песни
Old Crumley
Old Crumley he began to swear As the leaf grows on the tree, tree That he could do as much work in a day As his wife could do in three, three That he could do as much work in a day As his wife could do in three, three
Mrs. Crumley she picked up the whip And went to drive the plow, plow Crumley he picked up the pail And went to milk the cow, cow Crumley he picked up the pail And went to milk the cow, cow
When Old Brindle saw him a coming She began to beller and blow, blow She kicked Old Crumley on the shin Till the blood ran off his toe, toe She kicked Old Crumley on the shin Till the blood ran off his toe, toe
He looked to the East, he looked to the West He looked towards the sun, sun Thought it had been a very long day "I wish my wife would come, come" Thought it had been a very long day "I wish my wife would come, come"
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