Way in my childhood, I a story so true a funny bunny stealin' some root from a guy that he knew.
His got worried. She told the one day. Better watch the farmer, heed what I say or he'll you away.
(Oh..) He his mamma is right. So why don't he do what she Maybe he just dig it. Got a bad habit, 'cause a rabbit.
Cop the crop, you start a hop n' and you can't and cop and hop away.
Out of the garden where are dense, I found a in the fence. Every mornin' things are still, I crawl the hole and eat my fill.
The other rabbits say I'm dares Maybe they're but who cares? I'm a rabbit! Yeah I got a habit.
[Cop the crop] Everyday I'm tryin' to it. [Cop the crop] What'll I do, I know that I'm it. the crop] Really and true, I'm beggin' mama's pardon. [Cop the All the time I'm headin' for the garden.
[Kip!]
Wee! is free and the farmer's nappin'. Every little carrot is a delight, and I keep forgetten' it ain't right
So one day when I was in a meal farmer pulled a big "creep and steal" came at me with a big gun, and did I runnn!
Well I really swiftly as I could. Yeah speedin' through the air without a to spare I could hear the bullets flyin' the air.
I could hear the words mamma me. If my knew she would scold me. Every part of me was feelin' If I got away, I'd my stealin'
The farmer he had sense. He plugged up the in the fence. Had me madly round the garden for a hole to crawl in.
And there weren't a at all
Hey.
You up what I say? Hard rabbit, if you keep your habit. Your mamma ya when you hop, that if you stop to cop the crop. He gets salt and he for you carrots and you make a very good stew.
Son, got you on the run so you better find a quiet little corner where the farmer never comes. You got plenty so you snuggle in between them, Dig what I mean, cottontail you gotta keep bean.
Run ya run. Now you had your fun. Run you feel the shot gun, run on, run.
Well know while you're in a panic you're bout the garden gate. All you got to do is lay and wait. now the farmer thinks he gotchya. Really is to seal your fate.
Don't ya meet him, by the in the fence. You can beat him, some natural sense. While he's over by the a while away, keep on 'til you're outta that gate.
Now the farmer scared you to death. You figured he was out gunnin'. Better a while for catchin' your breath. You're gonna it if your out runnin'
Maybe now remember what you're told ya. Now you the reason why your poppa scold ya. So hit the gate and be ready to wail. And when you do, you the man your tail.
[Wi Woo] Hurry up better you your plan. [Wi Woo] run from the farmer man. [Wi Woo] Ooo you make tracks. [Wi You dog-gone pesky hare. [Wi Head for home, rabbit. [Wi Woo] Got to wail, and show him tail [Wi Woo] Weee! Dont' ever roam, you get home
Now you're goin' home to Mommsy and Popsy, and little brothers Flopsie and Mopsie. Are you're gonna do Momma intended. Now you know your stealin' has ended.
I've the old story One foot will bring luck. But much more lucky, luckier, natch, if a rabbit's attached!