Molly Metcalfe
Jake Thackray
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Am F E Old Molly Metcalfe counting sheepAm E Yan tan tether mether pip sheAm countedAm F E Up upon Swaledale steep and bleakAm E Am Yan tan tether mether pip she said.Am F Grow little sheep come hail comeE snowAm E Yan tan tether mether pip sheAm countedAm F Fine warm wool for a gentleman'sE shoulderbladesAm E Am Yan tan tether mether pip she said.Continúa después del anuncioAm F Over the heather when the weatherE is coldAm E Yan tan tether mether pip sheAm countedAm F Stiff Molly Metcalfe goesE bow-leggedlyAm E Am Yan tan tether mether pip she said.Am F Grow little sheep, come hail comeE rainAm E Yan tan tether mether pip sheAm countedAm F Fine warm wool for a lady'sE counterpane,Am E Am Yan tan tether mether pip she said.Am On her back in the bracken withF E frozen bonesAm E Yan tan tether mether pip sheAm countedAm F E Daft Molly Metcalfe sings aloneAm E Am Yan tan tether mether pip she said.Am F Grow little sheep, come death comeE darkAm E Yan tan tether mether pip sheAm countedAm F E No such wool for Old Molly Metcalfe,Am E Am Yan tan tether mether pip she said.