The Farmer

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Tom:
C G There was an old farmer who lived by a rock
C He sat in the meadow a shaking is fist
G At some boys who were down by the crick
C Their feet in the water their hands on their marbles
G And play things and in days of yore There came a young lady she looked like a
C G Pretty young creature she sat on the grass She pulled up her dresses and showed us her
C G Ruffles and laces laughed like a duck She said she was learning a new way to
C G Bring up her children and learn them to knit While the boys in the barnyard were shoveling
C G Refuse and litter from yesterday?s hunt While the girl in the meadow was rubbing her
C G Eyes at the fellas like girls sometimes do To make it clear that she wanted to
C G Go for a nice pleasant stroll on the grass Then hurry back home for a nice piece of
C G Ice cream and cake that was three layers tall And after desert she was ready to
C G Go for another walk down by the dock With any young man with the sizable
C G Roll of one hundreds and a big bulge up front If he?d asked politely she?d show him her
C G Little pet dog who was subject to fits And maybe she?d let him grab hold of her
C G Small tender hands with a movement so quick Then she?d bend on over and suck on his
C G Soda so sweetly till she finished it Then pulled down her panties to rub on her
C G Hip that she bruised when she ran down the hall Cause he tried to force her to lick on his
C G Candy so tasty made of butter scotch And then he spread whip cream all over her
C G Cookies that she had been baking all night
C If you think this is dirty you?re fucking damn right.
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