Little White Bull

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Once upon a time there was a little 
white bull
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Very sad because he was a little 
white bull (little white bull)
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All the black bulls called him a 
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coward just 'cos he was white
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Only black bulls go to the 
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bullring only black bulls fight
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When he asked his mama if a little 
white bull (little white bull)
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Ever had a chance of turning black
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His mama said you silly little bull
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You're a pretty little bull you're 
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my little bull
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So please don't ask me why little 
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bull you just ain't black

Verse 2
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But this did not satisfy that little
 white bull (little white bull)
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He was an exception to that little 
white rule (little white rule)
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Everyday alone in the meadow 
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he'd find things to charge
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Till one day he really imagined 
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that his horns were large
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Bold as brass right there and 
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then the little white bull (little 
white bull)
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Quickly found the nearest road to 
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town
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And people said what a funny little 
bull
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What a fluffy little bull he's our 
little bull
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He marched along a proud little 
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bull and hit the town

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It was the day of the bullfight 
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all the town were there
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Waiting to see the famous matador
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Trumpeters sounded a fanfare tam
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 ta da dam tam tara
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Out from the throats of the crowd
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 came a mighty roar
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Into the ring to the shout of a 
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great ole
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Came the parade all prepared for
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 a mighty fray
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Matadors and picadors and toreadors
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And who do you think as well

Verse 3
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Trotting right behind them came 
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the little white bull (little white 
bull)
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How they laughed out loud to see 
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the little white bull (little white 
bull)
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Trotting 'round the giant arena 
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with his head up high
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Till the matador in the centre 
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caught his tiny eye
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Charging right up to him went the 
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little white bull (little white 
bull)
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Charging twice and charging once 
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again
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The matador cried toro little bull
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You're not a little bull you're a 
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brave little bull
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You're gonna be a great little 
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bull the best in Spain
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Then the crowd all shouted toro 
little bull
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You're not a little bull you're a 
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brave little bull
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You're gonna be a great little 
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bull the best in Spain

Outro
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So if you've got a little bull 
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that's a white little bull
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It's quite possible that it might be
 the bull
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That's the best in Spain