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Gray Goose - Leadbelly
One sunday mornin' lawd lawd lawd
Preacher wen' a huntin' lawd lawd lawd
Carried long his shotgun lawd lawd lawd
'N a long come a grey goose lawd lawd lawd
The gun went off alone lawd lawd lawd
Down come the grey goose lawd lawd lawd
He was six weeks a rollin' lawd lawd lawd
He was six weeks a haulin' lawd lawd lawd
Then a my wife 'an your wife lawd lawd lawd
Give a feather pickin' lawd lawd lawd
They been six weeks a pickin' lawd lawd lawd
An' they put him on a parboil lawd lawd lawd
He was six weeks a boilin'
An' they put him on de table
And the fork couldn't stick him
And a knife couldn't cut him
And they throw them in a hog pen
And hroke needn't
And He broke the hog's teeth out
So they take him to the saw mill
And the saws couldn't cut him
He broke the saw's teeth out
An' the last time I seen him lawd lawd lawd
He was flyin cross the ocean lawd lawd lawd
With a long trail o' goslins lawd lawd lawd
And they're all goin' quack quack lawd lawd lawd
