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Shirley Collins - Hares on the Mountain lyrics
If all you young men were hares on the mountain, How many young girls would take guns and go hunting? With a ri-fol-de-di, cal-ol-de-day, ri-fol-ai-de If the young men could sing like blackbirds and thrushes, How many young girls would go beating the bushes? With a ri-fol-de-di, cal-ol-de-day, ri-fol-ai-de If all you young men were rushes a-going, How many young girls would take size and go mowing? With a ri-fol-de-di, cal-ol-de-day, ri-fol-ai-de If all you young men were ducks in the water, How many young girls would undress and dive after? With a ri-fol-de-di, cal-ol-de-day, ri-fol-ai-de But the young men are given to frisking and fooling, I'll leave them alone and attend to my schooling With a ri-fol-de-di, cal-ol-de-day, ri-fol-ai-de |
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