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