Far, a long long way to run
Sew, a needle pulling thread
La, a note to follow sew
Tea, I drink with jam and bread
That will bring us back to Do
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Far, a long long way to run
Sew, a needle pulling thread
La, a note to follow sew
Tea, I drink with jam and bread
That will bring us back to Do
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Doe, a deer, a female deer
Ray, a drop of golden sun
Me, a name I call myself
Far, a long long way to run
Sew, a needle pulling thread
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La, a note to follow sew
Tea, I drink with jam and bread
That will bring us back to do
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Let's start at the very beginning
A very good place to start
When you read you begin with
A-B-C
When you sing you begin with do-re-mi
Do-re-mi
Do-re-mi
The first three notes just happen to be
Do-re-mi
Do-re-mi
Do-re-mi-fa-so-la-ti
Oh, let's see if I can make it easier
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La la la la laaaaaaaa
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How do you solve the problem of crackberry fan
The fox went out on a chilly night,
he prayed to the Moon to give him light,
for he'd many a mile to go that night
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before he reached the town-o, town-o, town-o,
he had many a mile to go that night
before he reached the town-o.
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He ran till he came to a great big pen
where the ducks and the geese were put therein.
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"A couple of you will grease my chin
before I leave this town-o, town-o, town-o,
a couple of you will grease my chin
before I leave this town-o."
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He grabbed the grey goose by the neck,
throwed a duck across his back;
he didn't mind their quack, quack, quack,
and their legs all a-dangling down-o, down-o, down-o,
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he didn't mind their quack, quack, quack,
and their legs all a-dangling down-o.
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Lol
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Old Mother Flipper-Flopper[3] jumped out of bed;
out of the window she cocked her head,
Crying, "John, John! The grey goose is gone
and the fox is on the town-o, town-o, town-o!"
Crying, "John, John, the grey goose is gone
and the fox is on the town-o!"
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Then John he went to the top of the hill,
blowed his horn both loud and shrill,
the fox he said, "I'd better flee with my kill
or they'll soon be on my trail-o, trail-o, trail-o."
The fox he said, "I'd better flee with my kill
or they'll soon be on my trail-o."
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He ran till he came to his cozy den;
there were the little ones eight, nine, ten.
They said, "Daddy, better go back again,
'cause it must be a mighty fine town-o, town-o, town-o!"
They said, "Daddy, better go back again,
'cause it must be a mighty fine town-o."
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Then the fox and his wife without any strife
cut up the goose with a fork and knife.
They never had such a supper in their life
and the little ones chewed on the bones-o, bones-o, bones-o,
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they never had such a supper in their life
and the little ones chewed on the bones-o.
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See even Simon loves it!
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Tee hee hee heee
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Been lurking a bit, posting in other threads. Every time I get caught up here, I come back next day or so, and 12+ more pages to whirr by.
Whirrrrr... whirrrr... (that's the sound of the dropdown at the top of the CB10 app) :-)
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I'm back!
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