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A Pennsylvania Dutch Folk Song

"I've Thrashed All My Oats Fields" (karaoke)

"I've Thrashed All My Oats Fields" (sheet music)


Hab Hawwer gedrosche,

Hab Linnse geseet;

Hab mannich schee Meedel

Am Danse gedreet!

 

Bin mit re geloffe

Im Regge un im Wind;

Hen mannich Mool bei nanner g'schloofe,

Un hen yoo noch kein Kind!

 

I've thrashed all my oats fields;

My lentils I've sown;

I've swung on the dance floor

Many a girl of my own.

 

I've walked along with her

While the winds raged wild

And slept with her often

And never had a child!


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