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When Tom and Elizabeth took the farm
The bracken made their bed
And, quardle-oodle-ardle-wardle-doodle
The magpies said
Tom's hand was strong to the plough
Elizabeth's lips were red
And, quardle-oodle-ardle-wardle-doodle
The magpies said
Year in, year out they worked
While the pines grew overhead
And, quardle-oodle-ardle-wardle-doodle
The magpies said
But all the beautiful crops soon went
To the mortgage-man instead
And, quardle-oodle-ardle-wardle-doodle
The magpies said
Elizabeth is dead now, it's years ago
Old Tom went light in the head
And, quardle-oodle-ardle-wardle-doodle
The magpies said
The farm's still there.
Mortgage corporations, couldn't give it away
And, quardle-oodle-ardle-wardle-doodle
The magpies said