Bob Dylan - Tattle O'Day (Unreleased, Self Portrait) Lyrics

o day.

I buyed me a little bull about four inches high
Everybody feared him that ever heard him cry
When he begins to bellow it made such melodious sound,
Till all the walls in London came tumbling to the ground.
Sing taddle o day.

I buyed me a flock of sheep, I thought they were all wethers
Sometimes they yielded wool, sometimes they yielded feathers.
I think mine are the very best sheep for yielding me increase
For every full and change of the moon they bring both lambs and geese,
Sing taddle o day.

I buyed me a little box about four acres square
I filled it full of guineas and silver so fair
Oh now I'm bound for Turkey, I'll travel like an ox
In my breeches pocket, I'll carry my little box
Sing taddle o day.

I buyed me a little hen, all speckled gay and fair
I sat her on an oyster shell, she hatched me out a hare
The hare it sprang a handsome horse full fifteen hands high
And him that tells a bigger tale would have to tell a lie
Sing taddle o day.
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