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Fish Song
Sat here by this stony brook
Until the grey day turned to dust
When up swam a fish with a children?s book
Thought that I was lost
He was on his way to the salmon hop
That?s where they go to breed
Saw me sitting on this log
And thought I?d like to read
The night was cloudy
But the moon he found a hole
Said that he felt bad for me
'Cause I had no place to go
Why aren?t you at the harvest ball
With some sweet young gal
You just sit like a bump on the log
And call that fish your pal
Well, I told him I was an orphan
Lived here all alone
But many people have often tried
To catch and take me home
They never caught me
Thought that I was a hiding
Call this log my home
But the fish and the moon
And a sweet young gal
All want me for their own
The night was cloudy
But the moon he found a hole
Said that he felt bad for me
'Cause I had no place to go
So I met that gal at the harvest ball
She took me to her room
While I slept in children?s dreams
The fish ran away with the moon
The fish ran away with the moon
The fish ran away with the moon
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The fish ran away with the moon
The fish ran away with the moon
The fish ran away with the moon
While I slept in children?s dreams
She took me to her room
So I met that gal at the harvest ball
'Cause I had no place to go
Said that he felt bad for me
But the moon he found a hole
The night was cloudy
All want me for their own
And a sweet young gal
But the fish and the moon
Call this log my home
Thought that I was a hiding
They never caught me
To catch and take me home
But many people have often tried
Lived here all alone
Well, I told him I was an orphan
And call that fish your pal
You just sit like a bump on the log
With some sweet young gal
Why aren?t you at the harvest ball
'Cause I had no place to go
Said that he felt bad for me
But the moon he found a hole
The night was cloudy
And thought I?d like to read
Saw me sitting on this log
That?s where they go to breed
He was on his way to the salmon hop
Thought that I was lost
When up swam a fish with a children?s book
Until the grey day turned to dust
Sat here by this stony brook
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| FFish SSong |
| ish ong |
| iFsh oSng |
| cish zong |
| cFish zSong |
| Fcish Szong |
| rish wong |
| rFish wSong |
| Frish Swong |
| gish dong |
| gFish dSong |
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| Fgish Sdong |
| tish eong |
| tFish eSong |
| Ftish Seong |
| vish xong |
| vFish xSong |
| Fvish Sxong |
| dish aong |
| dFish aSong |
| Fdish Saong |
| Fiish Soong |
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| Fsh Sng |
| Fsih Snog |
| Fjsh Skng |
| Fjish Skong |
| Fijsh Sokng |
| F9sh S9ng |
| F9ish S9ong |
| Fi9sh So9ng |
| Flsh S0ng |
| Flish S0ong |
| Filsh So0ng |
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| Fosh Slng |
| Foish Slong |
| Fiosh Solng |
| Fksh Sing |
| Fkish Siong |
| Fiksh Soing |
| F8sh Sonng |
| F8ish Sog |
| Fi8sh Sogn |
| Fush Somg |
| Fuish Somng |
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