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There's a rabbit in the log and I ain't got no dog,
How will I get him I know,
I'll get me a briar and I'll twist it in his hair,
That's how I'll get him I know,
I know ( I know ) I know (I surely know),
That's how I'll get him I know,
I'll get me a briar and I'll twist it in his hair,
That's how I'll get him I know.
I'll build me a fire and I'll roast that old hare,
Roll him in the flames to make him brown,
And I'll feast here tonight while the moon's shining bright,
Then find me a place to lie down,
To lie down, to lie down,
Find me a place to lie down,
I'll feast here tonight while the moon's shining bright,
Then find me a place to lie down.
I'm going down the track with no shirt on my back,
The soles on my shoes nearly gone,
A little ways ahead there's an old farmer's shed,
That's where I'll rest my weary bones,
Weary bones, weary bones,
That's where I'll rest my weary bones,
A little ways ahead there's an old farmer's shed,
That's where I'll rest my weary bones.
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