Rabbit In the Log
There's a rabbit in the log and I ain't got no dog
How will I get him I know (I know)
I'll get me a briar and I'll twist it in his hair
That's how I'll get him I know
I know (yes I know) I know (yes I know)
That's how I'll get him I know
I'll get me a briar and I'll twist it in his hair
That's how I'll get him I know
I'll build me a fire and I'll cook that old hare
Roll him in the flames to make him brown
And I'll feast here tonight while the moon's shining bright
Find me a place to lie down
To lie down (to lie down) To lie down (to lie down)
Find me a place to lie down
I'll feast here tonight while the moon's shining bright
Find me a place to lie down
I'm going down the track with a chicken on my back
The soles on my shoes are nearly gone
There's an old farmer's shed, up the road just ahead
That's where I'll rest my weary bones
Weary bones (weary bones), Weary bones (my weary bones)
That's where I'll rest my weary bones
There's an old farmer's shed, up the road just ahead
That's where I'll rest my weary bones
There's a rabbit in the log and I ain't got no dog
How will I get him I know
I'll get me a briar and I'll twist it in his hair
That's how I'll get him I know
I know (yes I know) I know (yes I know)
That's how I'll get him I know
I'll get me a briar and I'll twist it in his hair
That's how I'll get him I know
How will I get him I know (I know)
I'll get me a briar and I'll twist it in his hair
That's how I'll get him I know
I know (yes I know) I know (yes I know)
That's how I'll get him I know
I'll get me a briar and I'll twist it in his hair
That's how I'll get him I know
I'll build me a fire and I'll cook that old hare
Roll him in the flames to make him brown
And I'll feast here tonight while the moon's shining bright
Find me a place to lie down
To lie down (to lie down) To lie down (to lie down)
Find me a place to lie down
I'll feast here tonight while the moon's shining bright
Find me a place to lie down
I'm going down the track with a chicken on my back
The soles on my shoes are nearly gone
There's an old farmer's shed, up the road just ahead
That's where I'll rest my weary bones
Weary bones (weary bones), Weary bones (my weary bones)
That's where I'll rest my weary bones
There's an old farmer's shed, up the road just ahead
That's where I'll rest my weary bones
There's a rabbit in the log and I ain't got no dog
How will I get him I know
I'll get me a briar and I'll twist it in his hair
That's how I'll get him I know
I know (yes I know) I know (yes I know)
That's how I'll get him I know
I'll get me a briar and I'll twist it in his hair
That's how I'll get him I know
Credits
Writer(s): Pete Kirby
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