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Autumn To May
(Peter Paul & Mary)

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Once I had a little dog, his color it was brown.
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I taught him for to whistle, to sing and dance
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and run. His legs they were fourteen yards long,
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his ears so very wide. Around the world in half
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a day upon him I could ride. Sing tarry-o-day,
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sing autumn to May.
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Once I had a little frog, he wore a vest of red.
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He'd lean upon a silver cane, top hat on his
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head. He'd speak of far-off places, of things to
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see and do, And all the kings and queens he'd
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met while sailing in a shoe. Sing tarry-o-day,
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sing autumn to May.
     
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Once I had a flock of sheep, they grazed upon a
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feather. I'd keep them in a music box from wind
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or rainy weather. And every day the sun would
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shine they'd fly all through the town To bring
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me back some golden rings, candy by the pound.
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Sing tarry-o-day, sing autumn to May.
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Once I had a downy swan, she was so very frail.
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She sat upon an oyster shell and hatched me out
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a snail. The snail it turned into a bird, the
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bird to butterfly, And he who tells a bigger
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tale would have to tell a lie. Sing tarry-o-day,
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sing autumn to May.

Autumn To May                                     
(Peter Paul & Mary)                               
                                                  
Once I had a little dog, his color it was brown.  
I taught him for to whistle, to sing and dance    
and run. His legs they were fourteen yards long,  
his ears so very wide. Around the world in half   
a day upon him I could ride. Sing tarry-o-day,    
sing autumn to May.                               
                                                  
Once I had a little frog, he wore a vest of red.  
He'd lean upon a silver cane, top hat on his      
head. He'd speak of far-off places, of things to  
see and do, And all the kings and queens he'd     
met while sailing in a shoe. Sing tarry-o-day,    
sing autumn to May.                               
                                                  
Once I had a flock of sheep, they grazed upon a   
feather. I'd keep them in a music box from wind   
or rainy weather. And every day the sun would     
shine they'd fly all through the town To bring    
me back some golden rings, candy by the pound.    
Sing tarry-o-day, sing autumn to May.             
                                                  
Once I had a downy swan, she was so very frail.   
She sat upon an oyster shell and hatched me out   
a snail. The snail it turned into a bird, the     
bird to butterfly, And he who tells a bigger      
tale would have to tell a lie. Sing tarry-o-day,  
sing autumn to May.