On the farm, every Friday
On the farm, it's Henry pie day.
So, every Friday that ever comes along,
I get up early and sing this little song
Run Henry run Henry Run! Run! Run!
Run Henry run Henry Run! Run! Run!
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Goes the farmer's gun.
Run Henry run Henry Run! Run! Run!
Run Henry run Henry Run! Run! Run!
Don't give the farmer his fun! Fun! Fun!
He'll get by
Without his Henry pie
So run Henry run Henry Run! Run! Run!
4 comments:
Run, rabbit run. I like the new take.
Hi! Kris...
Once again, what a very nice photograph Of Henry, running...and the little "ditti" that you sing is...well cute!
[The quote ring so true!]
Thanks, for sharing!
DeeDee ;-D
Roddy, it's a good tune.
DeeDee, he's always running.
Or yelling.
I didn't say it wasn't, just that I like the new words to an old favourite.
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