Lyrics

As I was walking by the lake
I met a little rattlesnake.
I gave him so much jelly cake
It made his little belly ache.

As I was walking through the city
Half past nine o’clock at night
There I met a Spanish lady
Washing her clothes just right.

First she rubbed them, then she scrubbed them.
Then she hung them up so high.
Then she laid her hands upon them,
Said: “I wish my clothes were dry.”

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