キー: Ab major
Verse 1
a mother of two
For I courted a farmer my father knew
He was tall and trim, as fit as an ox
But he wasn't the sharpest
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of tools in the box
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Wool, gathering, an absent mind
in her vacant days
Now our first born,
a maiden so pure and so fair
Was her beauty beyond
any other compare
She was brave, creative,
her heart it was true
Took her looks from her father,
her mind from him too
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Wool, gathering, wool gathering,
all of the day
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Oh, gathering an absent mind
in a vacant daze
I sent my dear daughter
to find her old man
with a pie for his lunch
A flask in her hand,
she'd walk through the fields
with a grunt and a moan
With a flask in her bag
and her head in her phone
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Oh, gathering, well gathering,
all of the day
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Woo, gathering, an absent mind
in a vacant daze
Now one idle past is her father before
her
When spreading the fields
with his finest manure
The sweetest of robins, as red as a rose
Took his mind from his job,
his eyes off the rose
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Oh, gathering an absent mind
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in her vacant days
The two to collide
with such beauty and grace
That the muck became one
with the lines on her face
She fell to the floor,
all bewildered did sit
From her toes to her fingers,
all of the day
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Gathering, an absent mind
in our vacant days
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