Текст песни Bob Dylan - Country Pie

Текст:

Just like old Saxophone Joe When he’s got the hogshead up on his toe Oh me, oh my Love that country pie Listen to the fiddler play When he’s 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, I’ll 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 don’t need much and that ain’t no lie Ain’t runnin’ any race Give to me my country pie I won’t throw it up in anybody’s face Shake me up that old peach tree Little Jack Horner’s got nothin’ on me Oh me, oh my Love that country pie

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