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she was muley born
it take a jaybird a week and a half
to fly from horn to hornIn South Australia I was born
To me heave away, haul away
In South Australia round Cape HornMr. Trombone, play some corn
I ain't carin' what notes
Mr. Trumpet, grab a hornLike a baby, stillborn,
like a beast with his hornWith my seat in the saddle and my hand on the horn
I'm the best dang cowboy that was ever bornNow a square with a horn
Makes you wish you weren't born"I" said the sheep with a curly horn
I have him my wool for his blanket warm
And he wore my coat on that Christmas mornRise up so early in the morn
Can't you hear the captain shouting
Dinah, blow your hornRise up so early in the morn
Can't you hear the whistle blowing
Dinah, blow your hornFight the mighty horn
That bashes and breaks you
And brings you to mournI got a horn
They gave me a bicycle
Just for being bornI'll take my axe and I'll take my horn
And get me a possum in the new-grown corn.I go hard like Jason Bourne
These other MC's remind me of Mr. Bean and Johnny English reborn
But I still beep my hornHe's just leanin' on the horn
With the wind so sweetly driftin'
Through the ripening cornIn the hollow where I was born
Where the cool fall nights make the wood smoke rise
And the foxhunter blows his hornBut the dawn is breakin', it's early morn
The taxi's waitin', he's blowin' his hornJust park your car down by the corn
If you're lookin' for a good time, honk your hornWith a barrel for a suit of clothes, down Cherry Street forlorn
Where Martin Churchill took me in and he sent me round Cape HornGrandpa had a muley cow muley since she was born
It took a jaybird forty years to fly from horn to horn