Testo The Quaker's Wife - Freshlyground
Testo della canzone The Quaker's Wife (Freshlyground), tratta dall'album The Good Red Earth
The Quaker's wife got up to bake
With all her children 'round her
She gave 'em each a slice of cake
And there the baker found her
He chased her up and down the town
As fast as he could make her
And merrily danced the Quaker's wife
And merrily danced the baker
The Quaker's wife came to my door
To borrow a market penny
But I'd been had that way before
And said that I hadn't any
And oh she sighed and oh she cried
Then she went up the street-o
But the wind it blew her cloak aside
And there was the butcher's meat-o
My auntie died a week ago
And left me all her money
A little black hen, a pig in a pen
And twenty jars of honey
The hen and the pig they danced a jig
And knocked against the door-o
The honey it came a-trickling down
And stuck their feet to the floor-o
The Quaker's wife got up to bake
With all her children 'round her
She gave 'em each a slice of cake
And there the baker found her
He chased her up and down the town
As fast as he could make her
And merrily danced the Quaker's wife
And merrily danced the baker
And merrily danced the Quaker's wife
And merrily danced the baker
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Writer(s): Traditional, R Reid, Robert Reid
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