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Текст (слова) песни: Bob Dylan - Country Pie
Just like old saxophone joe
When hes got the hogshead up on his toe
Oh me, oh my
Love that country pie
Listen to the fiddler play
When hes playin til the break of day
Oh me, oh my
Love that country pie
Raspberry, strawberry, lemon and lime
What do I care?
Blueberry, apple, cherry, pumpkin and plum
Call me for dinner, honey, Ill be there
Saddle me up my big white goose
Tie me on er and turn her loose
Oh me, oh my
Love that country pie
I dont need much and that aint no lie
Aint runnin any race
Give to me my country pie
I wont throw it up in anybodys face
Shake me up that old peach tree
Little jack horners got nothin on me
Oh me, oh my
Love that country pie
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