English Folk Songs from the Southern Appalachians

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	No. 113 The Bird Song A

	one did - n't love me the o-ther one would, And don't you think my no-tion's good ? 2 Says the blackbird to the crow: What makes white folks hate us so ? For ever since old Adam was born, It's been our trade to pull up corn. 3 Hoots 1 says the owl with her head so white, A lonesome day and a lonesome night. Thought I heard some pretty girl say, She'd court all night and sleep next day. 4 No, no, says the turtle dove, That's no way for to gain his love. If you want to gain his heart's delight, Keep him awake both day and night. One for the second and two for the go. And I want another string to my bow, bow, bow.
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