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Threads Widely Expanded (Holly Tanen) O once I was a folksinger I was so meek and mild I whiled away the hours Singing ballads out of Child. I sang the one about the maid Whose skin was lily-white She met a handsome lad who fell In love with her on sight. One day she up and died and then Her true love did expire. You know the rest- above her breast A rose grew round the briar. But then I met a folklorist And he said unto me O how do you account for That song's popularity? I learned it from my Mother, sir As she lay on her bed Eating chocolate ice cream cones And giving Father head. She said that she was dying, sir Her life of sin was wrong. And with her final gasp she sang The words to this here song. I sang her song in Nashville I sang it in LA And everywhere I sang it People came to hear me play. But when I sang it in New York A man came up to me Sayin', how would you like to record For my own company? I made a record of the song My Mother sang to me My record climbed to Number One Throughout the whole country. The profits and the royalties They all accrue to me And that, dear sir, accounts For this song's popularity. (At least with me.) from the singing of Almeda "Granny" Smith To the tune of Star of the County Down (or any good tune) copyright Holly Tannen 1994 All rites reversed. HT
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