Bob Dylan — Don Ya Tell Henry

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I went down
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lookin' around just to see who's born.
I found a little chicken down on his knees,
I went up and yelled to him,"Please, please, please!"
He said, "Don't ya tell Henry,
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Don't ya tell Henry,
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Don't ya tell Henry,
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Apple's got your fly."

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I went down to the corner at a-half past ten...
...one I love...
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Don't ya tell Henry...
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Don't ya tell Henry,
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Don't ya tell Henry,
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Apple's got your...
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Now, I went down to...
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I spotted a...
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I looked for...
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Don't ya tell Henry,
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Don't ya tell Henry,
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Apple's got your fly."