The Fallow Deer
The Fallow Deer
How lovely he
With horns
Just like
A Christmas tree
That is
If you put
Spangles on
And tinsel on
And bangles on
And he's as gentle
As can be
So meek
So mild
That any child
Can feed him with
Her hand
And stand
And stare
He doesn't
Care
And stand
And stare
He doesn't
Care
You ask me
Why they call him fallow
It is
Because
He's kind of yallow
When he is young
He has a dapple
And
O
My
How
He
Loves
An
Apple
And
O
My
How
He
Loves
An
Apple
How lovely he
With horns
Just like
A Christmas tree
That is
If you put
Spangles on
And tinsel on
And bangles on
And he's as gentle
As can be
So meek
So mild
That any child
Can feed him with
Her hand
And stand
And stare
He doesn't
Care
And stand
And stare
He doesn't
Care
You ask me
Why they call him fallow
It is
Because
He's kind of yallow
When he is young
He has a dapple
And
O
My
How
He
Loves
An
Apple
And
O
My
How
He
Loves
An
Apple
Credits
Writer(s): David Weddle
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