Wake up, darling, don’t sleep too late, The crow-fish man’s done passed our gate, This morning, so soon. 
Selling crow-fish two for a dime, Nobody’s crow-fish eats like mine, This morning so soon. 
Around the mountain I must go, If anything happens let me know, This morning so soon. 
Come to my house, just come to my field; If you can’t bring money bring meat and meal; This morning so soon. 
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