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4. He was afraid
The wild robbers would find; He sewed up his money In his coat line. Lye teller turn rag, Turn around tummy O!
5. There was a lady In her silk so fine
Seen him sew up his money In his old coat line. Lye teller turn rag, Turn around tummy O!
6. It wan't very long
Till the robber followed on; He knowed this money Was in the boy's coat line. Lye teller turn rag, Turn around tummy O!
7. "Son, O Son,
I want your money without any strife And if I don't get it, I will end your life." Lye teller turn rag, Turn around tummy O!
8. The boy began to rake To get his money out — A big patch of weeds And he scattered all about. Lye teller turn rag,
Turn around tummy 01
9. While the robber was down Picking up the loss,
The boy jumped in his saddle, Rode off with his horse. Lye teller turn rag, Turn around tummy O! |
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