RIDDLE CUM RUDDLE

RIDDLE CUM RUDDLE

Thewains be unloaded, the ricks be in stack—Riddle cum Ruddle, the harvest’s whoam;An’ varmer be merry, an’ me an’ JackSing Riddle cum Ruddle, the harvest’s whoam.There’s wuts for the horses and hay for the cow—Riddle cum Ruddle, the harvest’s whoam;And wheat for bread, and barley for brew—Sing Riddle cum Ruddle, the harvest’s whoamYoung randy lovers may praise the Spring—Riddle cum Ruddle, the harvest’s whoam;But this be the time ver to dance and singRiddle cum Ruddle!Riddle cum Ruddle!Riddle cum Ruddle!The harvest’s whoam!

Thewains be unloaded, the ricks be in stack—Riddle cum Ruddle, the harvest’s whoam;An’ varmer be merry, an’ me an’ JackSing Riddle cum Ruddle, the harvest’s whoam.There’s wuts for the horses and hay for the cow—Riddle cum Ruddle, the harvest’s whoam;And wheat for bread, and barley for brew—Sing Riddle cum Ruddle, the harvest’s whoamYoung randy lovers may praise the Spring—Riddle cum Ruddle, the harvest’s whoam;But this be the time ver to dance and singRiddle cum Ruddle!Riddle cum Ruddle!Riddle cum Ruddle!The harvest’s whoam!

Thewains be unloaded, the ricks be in stack—Riddle cum Ruddle, the harvest’s whoam;An’ varmer be merry, an’ me an’ JackSing Riddle cum Ruddle, the harvest’s whoam.

Thewains be unloaded, the ricks be in stack—

Riddle cum Ruddle, the harvest’s whoam;

An’ varmer be merry, an’ me an’ Jack

Sing Riddle cum Ruddle, the harvest’s whoam.

There’s wuts for the horses and hay for the cow—Riddle cum Ruddle, the harvest’s whoam;And wheat for bread, and barley for brew—Sing Riddle cum Ruddle, the harvest’s whoam

There’s wuts for the horses and hay for the cow—

Riddle cum Ruddle, the harvest’s whoam;

And wheat for bread, and barley for brew—

Sing Riddle cum Ruddle, the harvest’s whoam

Young randy lovers may praise the Spring—Riddle cum Ruddle, the harvest’s whoam;But this be the time ver to dance and singRiddle cum Ruddle!Riddle cum Ruddle!Riddle cum Ruddle!The harvest’s whoam!

Young randy lovers may praise the Spring—

Riddle cum Ruddle, the harvest’s whoam;

But this be the time ver to dance and sing

Riddle cum Ruddle!

Riddle cum Ruddle!

Riddle cum Ruddle!

The harvest’s whoam!


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