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Two green eyes and a coat of silk Scourge of mice with a saucer of milk I've got nine lives and I rhyme with mat I'm a farmyard cat Farmyard
We’re going to the farmyard to see what we can find To look at all the animals of each and every kind We’re going to the farmyard oh how much fun So
go oink (oink) We're the farmyard friends, so come on and sing (sing) With the animals, it's a wonderful thing (woo-hoo) In the pond, the ducks quack
everyday, when he talks This is what he says Quack, Quack, Quack, Quack, Cock-a-doodle doo He also does the farmyard dance And you can do it too. Is he
everyday, when he talks This is what he says Quack, Quack, Quack, Quack, Cock-a-doodle doo He also does the farmyard dance And you can do it too. Is he
Poke that dead thing At the side of the road. On your daddy's farmyard There's a place you can go Where you know that you're high But you think
the farmyard Stock singing triumph to Sinn Fein And it wouldn't be surpising If there'd be another rising Said the man from the Daily Mail Oh the other day i
the farmyard Stock singing triumph to Sinn Fein And it wouldn't be surpising If there'd be another rising Said the man from the Daily Mail Oh the other day i
I am the little red rooster, too lazy to crow for days I am the little red rooster, too lazy to crow for days Keep everything in the farmyard upset
Down at the farmyard, milking all the cows Riding on the horses, feeding pigs and sows Down at the farmyard feeding all the chicks Sitting on my
I am the little red rooster, too lazy to crow today I am the little red rooster, too lazy to crow today Keep everything in the farmyard Upset in
the farmyard stock Is singing "Triumph to Sinn Féin!" "And it wouldn't be surprising If there'd be another Rising" said the man from the Daily Mail The whole
And the magistrate mutters, 'Has the body been found?' 'Has the body been found? Has the body been found? Are the officers a-digging up the farmyard ground? Has
threatens to take him to court He's got a team of fox lawyers who can pull any loophole in the Farmyard in a shake of a lamb's tail. Prissy's out of a vehicle
time Well, I asked a young policeman If he'd only lock me up for the night Well, I've had pigs in the farmyard Some of them, some of them, they're
asked a young policeman If he'd only lock me up for the night Well, I've had pigs in the farmyard Some of them, some of them, they're alright Well, he
destiny begins to fly The farmyard chorus sings its wake Upstanding anthem to the sky Too soon to realise their fate You were the raven of October I
While destiny begins to fly The farmyard chorus sings its wake Upstanding anthem to the sky Too soon to realize their fate You were the raven
farmyard My mast was the telegraph pole The windblown whine in the telegraph wire Was the sound called in my soul And it seemed to have been singing since
know I can take care of those country girls Well I can mess around in that farm-yard. Lord, Lord, whoaah! Ha ha ha! ha. Whew! Whew! Wow! That's
Chicken in the farmyard, there's an oven in your bin You're growing old with sorrow, you're growing fat with sin I was living in the graveyard, I
Chicken in the farmyard, there's an oven in your bin You're growing old with sorrow, you're growing fat with sin I was living in the graveyard, I
she ain't no use to you A lumpy hairy mundane brain Is all she cares to make So let me put you straight, yeah Marry farm-yard Kate Yep, she
a twisted sting Children's stories with their farmyard favourites At the table in a different disguise Don't talk to me of health Or something someone
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