OH I wish the sun was bright in the sky, And the fox was back in his den O! For always I`m hearing the passing by Of the terrible robber men O! Of the terrible robber men. Oh what does the fox carry over the rye, When it`s bright in the morn again O! And what is it making the lonesome cry With the terrible robber men O! With the terrible robber men. Oh I wish the sun was bright m the sky, And the fox was back in his den O! For always I`m hearing the passing by Of the terrible robber men O! With the terrible robber men.SourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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