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The Carrion Crow


A Carrion crow sat on an oak,
Watching a tailor shape his cloak,
Heigh ho! the carrion crow,
Derry, derry, derry, decco.

O wife bring me my old bent bow
That I may shoot yon carrion crow,
Heigh ho! the carrion crow,
Derry, derry, derry, decco.

The Tailor shot, but miss his mark,
And shot his old sow through the heart,
Heigh ho! the carrion crow,
Derry, derry, derry, decco.

O wife bring something in a spoon,
For our old sow is in a swoon,
Heigh ho! the carrion crow,
Derry, derry, derry, decco.



 


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