Hares on the Mountain

Young women,
They run like hares on the mountains.
Young women,
They run like hares on the mountains.

If I was a young man I’d soon go a-hunting
To me right fol a diddle dero, right fol a diddle day!

Young women,
They sing like birds in the bushes
Young women,
They sing like birds in the bushes

If I was a young man I’d go beat them bushes
To me right fol a diddle dero, right fol a diddle day!

Young women,
They swim like ducks in the water
Young women,
They swim like ducks in the water

If I was a young man I’d soon go swim after
To me right fol a diddle dero, right fol a diddle day!

Young women,
They run like hares on the mountains.
Young women,
They run like hares on the mountains.

And if I was a young man I’d soon go a-hunting
To me right fol a diddle dero, right fol a diddle day!

 

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About Alan

Alone in a sea of spinifex.
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