Cross gold hens
Across cold pens
Run past the pullets when
The evening ends.
Red roosters crow
When night shades go,
And fast turn the weather vanes
When winter winds blow.
Cross gold hens
Across cold pens
Run past the pullets when
The evening ends.
Red roosters crow
When night shades go,
And fast turn the weather vanes
When winter winds blow.
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