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American Ballads and Folk Songs
Crows in the garden, pulling up corn, Crows in the garden, pulling up corn, Catch 'em, catch 'em, string 'em up and stretch 'em. Plague upon the whole consarn. Gardener asleep in the shade of the barn, Gardener asleep in the shade of the barn, Wake him, wake him, tickle him and shake him, Everything will go to rack sure's you're born. Then listen to the merry, merry caw, caw, caw, For they've gone away with a well filled craw 5
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