LYRIC

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High on the hillside nighttime was falling
Paul drove the chickens the green hill along
Sudden he heard such a cackling and calling
Paul in a moment knew something was wrong
Clucky Cluck the poor chickens were crying
Clucky cluck sadly Paul wondered sighing
Reynard the fox must be out on their trail
Reynard the fox with his long bushy tail

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  1. Alayna

    June 1, 2021 at 4:28 pm

    Thanks a bunch.

  2. Megan

    July 29, 2021 at 9:52 am

    I don’t have the words to thank you.

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