CHORUS: Tooky, tooky, tooky, tooky, tidalo, Tooky, tooky, tooky, tooky, tidalo, Let’s all dance around and see my little seed grow.
The rain it come and it washed my ground I thought my little seed was going to drown I waded and I splashed and I carried my seed I planted it again on some higher ground.
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The sun got hot and my ground got dry. I thought my little seed would burn and die. I carried some water from a watering mill, I said, “Little, you can drink your fill.”
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The snow it blowed and the wind it blew; My little seed grew and it grew and it grew. It grew up a cradle all soft inside; And a baby was sleeping there covered over with vines.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.