THE THREE CROWS SONG

THERE WERE THREE CROWS UPON A TREE,
THEY WERE BLACK AS BLACK CAN BE,
SAID ONE BLACK CROW TO ANOTHER,
YOU ARE A BLACK ENAMEL B****R,
HALEIGH-LOO YA, HALEIGH-LO-OOH-OOH-OOH-YA.

OUT CAME THE FARMER WITH HIS GUN,
AND SHOT THEM CROWS EXCEPTING ONE,
WHO FLEW INTO ANOTHER TREE,
AND SAID YOU B*****D, NOW SHOOT ME,
HALEIGH-LOO YA, HALEIGH-LO-OOH-OOH-OOH-YA.
HALEIGH-LOO YA, HALEIGH-LO-OOH-OOH-OOH-YA.

THE FARMER LOADED WITH SHOT AND SHELL,
AND BLEW THAT CROW TO F*****G HELL,
AND AS IT FLUTTERED TO THE GROUND,
THERE WAS NO MORE CROWS TO BE FOUND,
HALEIGH-LOO YA, HALEIGH-LO-OOH-OOH-OOH-YA.
HALEIGH-LOO YA, HALEIGH-LO-OOH-OOH-OOH-YA.

AS I WAS WALKING THROUGH A WOOD,
I S**T MYSELF, I KNEW I WOULD,
I CRIED FOR HELP BUT NO HELP CAME,
AS SO I S**T MYSELF AGHAIN
HALEIGH-LOO YA, HALEIGH-LO-OOH-OOH-OOH-YA.
HALEIGH-LOO YA, HALEIGH-LO-OOH-OOH-OOH-YA.