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by Bob Dylan |
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Old man sailin' in a dinghy boat |
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Down there |
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Old man down is baitin' a hook |
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On there |
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Gonna pull man down on a suckling hook |
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Gonna pull man into the suckling brook |
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Oh yeah! |
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Now, he's underneath that apple suckling tree |
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Oh yeah! |
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Under that apple suckling tree |
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Oh yeah! |
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That's underneath that tree |
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There's gonna be just you and me |
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Underneath that apple suckling tree |
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Oh yeah! |
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I push him back and I stand in line |
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Oh yeah! |
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Then I hush my Sadie and stand in line |
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Oh yeah! |
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Then I hush my Sadie and stand in line |
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I get on board in two-eyed time |
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Oh yeah! |
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Under that apple suckling tree |
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Oh yeah! |
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Under that apple suckling tree |
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Oh yeah! |
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Underneath that tree |
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There's just gonna be you and me |
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Underneath that apple suckling tree |
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Oh yeah! |
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Now, who's on the table. who's to tell me? |
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Oh yeah! |
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Who's on the table, who's to tell me? |
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Oh yeah! |
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Who should I tell, oh, who should I tell? |
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The forty-nine of you like bats out of hell |
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Oh underneath that old apple suckling tree |
