“There was an old hen And she had a wooden leg And every damned morning She laid another egg She was the best damned chicken On the whole damned farm - And another little drink Wouldn't do us any harm.”
American Folksong“There was an old hen And she had a wooden leg And every damned morning She laid another egg She was the best damned chicken On the whole damned farm - And another little drink Wouldn't do us any harm.”
American Folksong