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Annie's lover was a big ol' man |
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He was a farmin' man |
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Never spent much time worry 'bout the peoples |
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In the big, big city |
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'Cause all he did know about was the cows and the chickens |
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The pigs and the horses and the sheeps and the goats and the ducks |
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They fly |
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Sat on the hillside, playin' his guitar |
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Watchin' the whole thing |
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Come down in a harmony |
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Well, Annie's lover was a big ol' man |
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He was a African man |
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He walked around and looked and saw and saw everything |
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That his eyes could see |
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'Cause all he did know about was the cows and the chickens |
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The pigs and the horses and the sheeps and the goats and the trees |
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And the water and the fields and the mountains |
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And the blue skies and the big clouds and the ducks they fly |
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He sat on the hillside, playin' his guitar |
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Watchin' the whole thing |
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Come down in a harmony |
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Oh, Annie's lover was a big ol' man |
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He was a farmin' man |
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Never spent much time worry 'bout the peoples |
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In the big, big, big city |
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'Cause all he did know about was the cows and the chickens |
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The pigs and the horses and the sheeps and the goats |
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And the big, big mountains and the blue skies and the water |
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And the big trees and the grass and the ducks they fly |
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He sat on the hillside, playin' his guitar |
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Watchin' the whole thing |
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Come down in a harmony |
