In the merry month of May when the lambs did sport and play,
I went to take a walk around the town.|
I met a pretty miss and politely asked her this:
“Will you let me wind your little ball of yarn?”
Chorus:
Ball of yarn, ball of yarn,
It was then I wound her little ball of yarn.
Ball of yarn, ball of yarn,
It was then I wound her little ball of yarn.
With my arm about her waist, we went to a quiet place,
And I gently laid her down upon the grass.
While the birdies and the bees did the same among the trees,
She let me wind her little ball of yarn.
It was shortly after this I went out to take a piss
And to see if she had done me any harm
With her crack beneath her lap, she had given me the clap
When she let me wind her little ball of yarn.
It was nine months after that in a bar room where I sat,
A policeman put his hand upon my arm.
Said the officer in blue, “Now, young man, we’re after you
Just for winding up that little ball of yarn.”
To the judge straightway we went, and I offered to repent,
But the judge said, “I do not give a darn.
Guilty in the first degree! To the penitentiary
Just for winding up that little ball of yarn.”
In the jailhouse I sit with my fingers dipped in shit,
And the bedbugs play billiards with my balls.
And the women as they pass stick their hatpins up my ass
Just for winding up that little ball of yarn.
Lucky Man by E,L & P
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=129uSUEN-8w
Is that the same as “The red flag” Arkady? Sung to the tune of “Oh Christmas Tree”.
That’s English.
‘fraid I don’t know any union songs, although lots of my family members are / were in them, some unwillingly.
SQOTD:
Why is a person who plays the piano called a pianist, but a person who drives a race car not called a racist?
DH, beside the trek from subway, am not sure if the location is safe enough for some of our bococa hi-brow crowd
Is it really any better than Lake or Palmer?????
etson – Is “The Workers’ Flag” English? Not getting any responses to my take-off on it.
Is the OT officially jumping the shark?
In the merry month of May when the lambs did sport and play,
I went to take a walk around the town.|
I met a pretty miss and politely asked her this:
“Will you let me wind your little ball of yarn?”
Chorus:
Ball of yarn, ball of yarn,
It was then I wound her little ball of yarn.
Ball of yarn, ball of yarn,
It was then I wound her little ball of yarn.
With my arm about her waist, we went to a quiet place,
And I gently laid her down upon the grass.
While the birdies and the bees did the same among the trees,
She let me wind her little ball of yarn.
It was shortly after this I went out to take a piss
And to see if she had done me any harm
With her crack beneath her lap, she had given me the clap
When she let me wind her little ball of yarn.
It was nine months after that in a bar room where I sat,
A policeman put his hand upon my arm.
Said the officer in blue, “Now, young man, we’re after you
Just for winding up that little ball of yarn.”
To the judge straightway we went, and I offered to repent,
But the judge said, “I do not give a darn.
Guilty in the first degree! To the penitentiary
Just for winding up that little ball of yarn.”
In the jailhouse I sit with my fingers dipped in shit,
And the bedbugs play billiards with my balls.
And the women as they pass stick their hatpins up my ass
Just for winding up that little ball of yarn.
I’m up for checking out Emerson when I am in town, but won’t be for the holiday party.