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There were three crows upon a tree,
they were black as black can be,
said one black crow to another,
you are a black enamel b****r,
haleigh-loo ya, haleigh-lo-ooh-ooh-ooh-ya.
haleigh-loo ya, haleigh-lo-ooh-ooh-ooh-ya.
Out came the farmer with his gun,
and shot them crows excepting one,
who flew into another tree,
and said you b*****d, now shoot me,
haleigh-loo ya, haleigh-lo-ooh-ooh-ooh-ya.
Haleigh-loo ya, haleigh-lo-ooh-ooh-ooh-ya.
The farmer loaded with shot and shell,
and blew that crow to f*****g hell,
and as it fluttered to the ground,
there was no more crows to be found,
haleigh-loo ya, haleigh-lo-ooh-ooh-ooh-ya.
Haleigh-loo ya, haleigh-lo-ooh-ooh-ooh-ya.
As I was walking through a wood,
I s**t myself, I knew I would,
I cried for help but no help came,
as so I s**t myself again
haleigh-loo ya, haleigh-lo-ooh-ooh-ooh-ya.
Haleigh-loo ya, haleigh-lo-ooh-ooh-ooh-ya.
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Comments
Comment by: Keith Matthews on February 26th, 2021
The last verse, as I remember it:
Twelve months later, on the dot.
I passed again the very spot.
And as the thought came to my brain.
Well then I s**it myself again.
Never heard the 'haliegh-loo' stuff.
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