The loo song
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1. I was born in Arkansas, me mammy was a squaw,
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pappy
hailed from Timbuktu,
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there’s
one thing I recall that I hated most of all,
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was
that little green shed, our loo.
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It had a Cedar shingle roof, I swear that was
the truth,
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hinges all rusting and corroding,
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‘twas a ghastly shade of green, the worst
you’ve ever seen,
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it stood there at the bottom of
the garden.
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2. Well, one day when I was six, I was chopping at some sticks,
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when
a nasty little gleam came to my eye,
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I ran down to the john and
shoved it off the lawn
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into
the river flowing gently by.
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3. Soon my Pappy called my name, he yelled "Hey, what's ya game ?"
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Why did you shove our privy in
the drink ?
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Well, then I shook with fear
and shed a little tear,
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I said, it wasn’t me, I didn’t
think.
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4. Then my Pappy told to me, how George Washington felled the tree,
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then
he went and owned up straight away.
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And because he told the truth,
that honest youth foresooth,
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his
Pappy didn’t punish him that day.
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5. Well, me being a little green, I thought I'd best come clean,
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so I
told my Pappy how I sank that shack.
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Well, with a rebel cry of glee
he hauled me o’er his knee,
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proceeded
to wop me blue and black.
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It had a Cedar shingle roof, I swear that was
the truth,
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hinges all rusting and corroding,
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‘twas a ghastly shade of green, the worst
you’ve ever seen,
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it stood there at the bottom of
the garden.
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6. Since I hadn’t told a lie, I asked my Pappy, why ?
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He sat there and he answered
with a frown. - - -
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Well, George Washington’s
pappy, he, wasn’t sitting in the tree,
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when
that little bastard went and chopped it down.
(orig. = capo 2nd) (The Corries)