Dont Ya Tell Henry lyrics

Don`t ya tell Henry,
Apple`s got your fly.

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I went down to the river on a Saturday morn,

A-lookin` around just to see who`s born.

I found a little chicken down on his knees,

I went up and yelled to him,`Please, please, please!`

He said, `Don`t ya tell Henry,
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Don`t ya tell Henry,
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Don`t ya tell Henry,
(n.c.) E (turnaround)
Apple`s got your fly.`

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I went down to the corner at a-half past ten,

I`s lookin` around, I wouldn`t say when.

I looked down low, I looked above,

And who did I see but the one I love.
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She said, `Don`t ya tell Henry,
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Don`t ya tell Henry,
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Don`t ya tell Henry,
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Apple`s got your fly.`

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Now, I went down to the beanery at half past twelve,

A-lookin` around just to see myself.
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I spotted a horse and a donkey, too,
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I looked for a cow and I saw me a few.
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They said, `Don`t ya tell Henry,
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Don`t ya tell Henry,
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Don`t ya tell Henry,
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Apple`s got your fly.`

Now, I went down to the pumphouse the other night,
A-lookin` around, it was outa sight.
I looked high and low for that big ol` tree,
I did go upstairs but I didn`t see nobody but me.
I said, `Don`t ya tell Henry,
Don`t ya tell Henry,
Don`t ya tell Henry,
Apple`s got your fly.`