Subject: RE: Lyr Req: the farmer sat on a rock.....
From: GUEST
Date: 02 May 08 - 12:56 PM

There once was a farmer who sat on a rock
Stroking his whiskers and shaking his
Fist at his neighbors who sat on their ricks
Teaching the children to play with their
Kite-strings and marbles in the old days of yore
Along came a woman who looked like a
Decent young lady who walked like a duck
She said she'd discovered a new way to
Bring up the children to sew and to knit
Down in the stables they were shoveling
Contents of stables left after the hunt
The car man was rubbing a nice piece of
Straw from the stables and cleaning the walls
In came the are maid to play with his
Dog from the dairy where she did belong
If you think this is dirty well you're fucking well wrong

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That's the version Bob Saget sings.