I went to the market
And I bought some cheese
And when I came home
It turned to be geese
They clucked all evening
And they clucked all night long
And then In the morning
I ate them all
I ate then with milk
and I ate them with butter
And when was a little left
I gave it to mother.
I went to the market
And I bought some pie
And when I brought it home
It turned to be a spy
He spied on me all evening
And he spied on me all night
And then in the morning
I ate that spy.
I ate him with milk
And I ate him with butter
And when was a little left
I gave him to mother.
So next time I'll go
To the market again
I'll take her with me
To keep me from hell.
Bluegrass song
© Copyright: Ирена Полякова, 2009
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