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letra de golden hen - tenor saw

[intro]
tic-a tic-a toc, tic-a tic-a toc
my golden hen
my golden hen
tic a tic a toc, my golden hen

[hook]
tic-a tic-a toc, my golden hen
she layin’ eggs for the gentlemen
sometimes nine and sometimes ten, oh
and whenever she lay, she make an alarm
cotcotcotcot me lay out, lay out, whoa
lay out, whoa, whoa

[verse 1]
searching from morning for my golden hen, hey
got a little girl at my home
she wake up this morning, she didn’t eat no breakfast, no
she wake up this morning, she no eat no breakfast
she leave at my home and she faint in the cab
she gives my neighbourhood a lots of remarks
lots of remarks, she gives him lots of remarks
lots of remarks, it was not my fault
when she faint in the cab (lord god know)
hey little girl don’t be like a rolling calf, oh
before the wind you gonna be like a chaff
if you live like a rolling calf, no oh
don’t live like a rolling calf, no
[hook]
tic a tic a toc, my golden hen
she layin’ eggs for the gentlemen
sometime nine and sometime ten, whoa-oh
whenever she lay, lord, she make an alarm
cotcotcotcot me lay out, lay out, lay out
lay out, whoa, lay out, whoa

[verse 2]
but i’ve been searching from morning
for my golden hen, whoa
well, i’ve been searching from morning, morning
for my golden hen
because she’s my best friend
because she’s my best friend
searching from morning, morning
because she’s my best friend, whoa-oh, whoa
tic a tic a toc, my golden hen
come on back, come on back
tic a tic a toc, my golden hen
come on back, lord, come on back
whoa-oh, i beg you please come on back, girl, so

[hook]
tic a tic a toc, my golden hen
she layin’ eggs for the gentlemen
sometime nine and sometime ten, whoa-oh
and whenever she lay, she make an alarm
cotcotcotcot me lay out, me lay out
lay out whoah, lay out, whoa
[verse 3]
girl, you know that i love you badly
i wouldn’t like to end up sadly
girl, you know that i love you badly
i wouldn’t like to end up sadly
girl, come on, girl come on
don’t be a run around, don’t be a run around
please come home

[musical interlude]

[outro]
tic a tic a toc, my golden hen
she layin’ eggs for the gentlemen
sometime nine and sometime ten, whoa-oh
whenever she lay, she make an alarm, whoa-oh..

- tenor saw

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