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BARNYARD DANCE Late last night in the pale moonlight All the vegetables give a spree They put out a sign saying dancing at nine And all the admissions was free. There were peas and beans, and cabbages and greeens. It was the biggest crowd you ever seen And when old man cucumber struck up his number, You shoulda heard them vegetables scream. Well the little turnip top was doin' the backwoods flop. The carrot shook the shimmy and she would not stop. The little red beet kicked off his feet And the watermelon died in a cockeyed heap. Red tomata, agitator, shook up the shimmy With the sweet potata. And old man garlic dropped dead of the colic Down at the Barnyard Dance. @plant @dance filename[ BARNYARD RR APR99  8note Sheet |
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