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Saturday Night - Burl Ives (伯尔·艾夫斯)
Saturday night and Sunday too
True love on my mind
But monday mornin' good and soon
What man's got me gwine
Bluejay pulled a four horse plow
Sparrow why can't you
Because my legs is little and long
And they might get broke in two
Redbird sittin' on a sycamore limb
Singin' out his soul
A big black snake crawled up that tree
And swallowed that poor boy whole
Wild geese flyin' through the air
Through the sky of blue
They're now a-floatin' where the south-wind blows
So why not me and you
