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We'll milk the chickens, pluck the cows
Milk the chickens, pluck the cows
Put the dirty clothes in the drawer
Put the dirty clothes in the drawer
This is basic plucking, or The Staunton Lick,

Hold down the cord of see, pluck a fretted bass string with the thumb of the right hand, 
And pluck
glamor
It slips from your heart and falls under the hammer
Put away forbidden playthings

Put away forbidden playthings
And never return to pluck out
This is basic plucking
Or the Staunton Lick

Hold down the chord of see
Pluck a fretted bass string
With the thumb of the right hand
smell of burning flesh
Here is the fruit

For the crows to pluck
For the rain to gather
For the wind to suck
For the sun to rot
For the tree
go?

And we'll all go together
To pluck wild mountain thyme
All around the blooming heather
Will ye go, Lassie go?

I will build my love a tower
the sudden smell of burning flesh 
Here is a fruit for the crows to pluck 
For the rain to gather 
For the wind to suck 
For the sun to rot 
For the tree
the sudden smell of burning flesh

Here is fruit for the crows to pluck
For the rain to gather, for the wind to suck
For the sun to rot, for the trees
the sudden smell of burning flesh.

Here is fruit for the crows to pluck,
For the rain to gather, for the wind to suck,
For the sun to rot, for the trees
the sudden smell of burning flesh.

Here is fruit for the crows to pluck,
For the rain to gather, for the wind to suck,
For the sun to rot, for the leaves
the sudden smell of burning flesh.

Here is fruit for the crows to pluck,
For the rain to gather, for the wind to suck,
For the sun to rot, for the trees
the sudden smell of burning flesh.

Here is fruit for the crows to pluck,
For the rain to gather, for the wind to suck,
For the sun to rot, for the trees
And the sudden smell of burning flesh.

Here is the fruit for the crows to pluck
For (but) the rain to gather for the wind to suck
For the sun to rot for
the sudden smell of burning flesh 
Here is a fruit for the crows to pluck for the rain to gather for the wind to suck 
For the sun to rot for the tree
the sudden smell of burning flesh 
Here is a fruit for the crows to pluck for the rain to gather for the wind to suck 
For the sun to rot for the tree
the sudden smell of burning flesh.

Here is fruit for the crows to pluck,
For the rain to gather, for the wind to suck,
For the sun to rot, for the trees
the sudden smell of burning flesh.

Here is fruit for the crows to pluck,
For the rain to gather, for the wind to suck,
For the sun to rot, for the trees
the sudden smell of burning flesh.

Here is fruit for the crows to pluck,
For the rain to gather, for the wind to suck,
For the sun to rot, for the trees
a shotgun gun
Fun, fun, fun
In the sun, sun, sun
Potato dogs
Dogs that fly
Real dogs ??? ???
(Pluck out my eyes)
Pluck out my eyes on Sunday
Blow out my
the sudden smell of burning flesh.

Here is fruit for the crows to pluck,
For the rain to gather, for the wind to suck,
For the sun to rot, for the trees
the sudden smell of burning flesh.

Here is fruit for the crows to pluck,
For the rain to gather, for the wind to suck,
For the sun to rot, for the trees
Then the sudden smell of burning flesh.  
  
Here is a fruit for the crow to pluck  
For the rain to wither, for the wind to suck  
For the sun
the sudden smell of burning flesh.

Here is fruit for the crows to pluck,
For the rain to gather, for the wind to suck,
For the sun to rot, for the trees
the sudden smell of burning flesh.

Here is fruit for the crows to pluck,
For the rain to gather, for the wind to suck,
For the sun to rot, for the trees
Slap That Bass (And Make It Sing, Boy!)

Words & Music by Erika Paul
From the cd entitled, "Scat's My Bag"

Slap That Bass! Pluck those strings

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