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Yeah, I went down to the river on a Saturday morning A-lookin' around just to see who was born I spied a little chicken, down on his knees I went up and yelled to him,"Please, please, please!" She said, "Don't ya tell Henry Oh, don't ya tell Henry Don't ya tell Henry Apple's got my fly" Well, I went down to the beanery at half past twelve Lookin' around just to see myself Saw me a horse and I saw me a mule I looked for a cow and I saw me a few They said, "Don't ya tell Henry Oh, don't ya tell Henry Don't ya tell Henry Apple's got my fly" Well, I went down to the beanery at half past twelve A-lookin' around just to see myself Spied me a horse and saw me a mule Looked for a cow and I saw me a few They said, "Don't ya tell Henry Don't ya tell Henry Don't ya tell Henry Apple's got my fly" We haven't played this in We haven't play this in how many years? Six Six years we haven't played this Sixteen years Just turn that one up, John
Writer(s): Bob Dylan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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