Lyrics:
u breed n u kill d belly
Gyal nuh badda lie cah d bredda tell mi
Wah sweet nanny goat ago run him belly (run him belly)
U all tun monkey an nyam
told you twice
Why, sweet nanny goat a go run him belly good
Me said a it mek - mek you pop your bitter gall
A it mek - while you accidentally fall
cool (cold), girl
I dig you out and you're cool (cold), girl
Rock it to me, children
I told you once and I told you twice
Why, sweet nanny goat
cool (cold), girl
I dig you out and you're cool (cold), girl
Rock it to me, children
I told you once and I told you twice
Why, sweet nanny goat
Bo Diddley called a nanny goat
To make his pretty baby a Sunday coat
Bo Diddley called a bear cat
To make his pretty baby a Sunday hat
Hey, Bo
nanny-goats' tails
We had four million barrels of bones
We had five million hogs and six million dogs
Seven million barrels of porter
We had eight million
nanny-goats' tails
We had four million barrels of bones
We had five million hogs and six million dogs
Seven million barrels of porter
We had eight million
cool (cold), girl
I dig you out and you're cool (cold), girl
Rock it to me, children
I told you once and I told you twice
Why, sweet nanny goat
of old nanny-goats' tails,
We had four million barrels of bones
We had five million hogs, and six million dogs,
Seven million barrels of porter
We had
of old nanny-goats' tails,
We had four million barrels of bones
We had five million hogs, and six million dogs,
Seven million barrels of porter
We had
better not take the ring from me
Bo Diddley caught a nanny goat
To make his pretty baby a Sunday coat
Bo Diddley caught a bear cat
To make his pretty
He'd better not take the ring from me
Bo diddley caught a nanny goat,
To make his pretty baby a Sunday coat,
Bo diddley caught a bear cat,
To make
and gone again
Bo Diddley caught a fat cat
To make a-pretty baby a Sunday hat
Bo Diddley caught him a nanny goat
To make a pretty baby a Sunday coat
better not take the ring from me
Bo diddley caught a nanny goat
To make his pretty baby a Sunday coat
Bo diddley caught a bear cat
To make his pretty
house and gone again
Bo Diddley caught a fat cat
To make a-pretty baby a Sunday hat
Bo Diddley caught him a nanny goat
To make a pretty baby
you, why won't you, why won't you simmer down?
Simmer down
Long time people dem used to say
What sweet nanny goat a go run him belly, so
Simmer down,
you, why won't you, why won't you simmer down
Simmer down
Long time people dem used to say
What sweet nanny goat a go run him belly, so
Simmer down,
We had eight million bales of old nanny goats' tails
In the hold of the Irish Rover
There was old Mickey Coote who played hard on his flute
When
done
But ya gotta admit it's goot clean fun
So splash all ya like
It ain't any trick
As soon as your through
You'll feel mighty slick
Bunch of old nanny
better not take the ring from me
Bo diddley caught a nanny goat
To make his pretty baby a Sunday coat
Bo diddley caught a bear cat
To make his pretty
could wear the big boys worn out clothes and let sister have my sled,
But I'd always did get my nanny goat to sleep at the foot of the bed.
Was fine
Sligo rags
We had two million barrells of bone
We had three million bales of old nanny goats' tails
We had four million barrells of stone
We had five
We had eight million bales of old nanny goats' tails
In the hold of the Irish Rover
There was old Mickey Coote who played hard on his flute
When
We had eight million bales of old nanny goats' tails
In the hold of the Irish Rover
There was old Mickey Coote who played hard on his flute
When
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