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LITTLE WHITEWASHED BUILDING ON THE FARM, THE (aka LITTLE WHITEWASHED BUILDING BY THE BARN, THE) (Traditional) Recorded by: Bill Weatherby By the barn, oh, by the barn It's the most important building on the farm Where Grandma used to sit at ease With her elbows on her knees In that little whitewashed building by the barn By the barn, oh, by the barn It's the most important building on the farm Where we'd read the evening mail And tear up the Eaton's sale In that little whitewashed building by the barn By the barn, oh, by the barn It's the most important building on the farm Where Grandpa cursed the Devil's soul When his pipe fell down the hole In that little whitewashed building by the barn By the barn, oh, by the barn It's the most important building on the farm We would sit there for a reason When the apples were in season In that little whitewashed building by the barn By the barn, oh, by the barn It's the most important building on the farm Where the bees would build their nest And Grandpa said, "Let 'em rest" In that little whitewashed building by the barn By the barn, oh, by the barn It's the most important building on the farm But Grandpa changed his mind at last When one stung him on the ass In that little whitewashed building by the barn By the barn, oh, by the barn It's the most important building on the farm There were holes large, medium and small To accommodate one and all In that little whitewashed building by the barn By the barn, oh, by the barn It's the most important building on the farm That building's no longer there 'Cause the methane made a flare In that little whitewashed building by the barn ********** ALTERNATE VERSION: Oh, the little whitewashed building Where we played when we was children 'Twas the most important building on the farm Where we'd read the evening mail And tear up the Eaton's sale In that little whitewashed building by the barn Where the bees had built a nest But pa said, "Let them rest" In that little whitewashed building on the farm Pa said, "The bees will let you pass" And then one stung him on the ass In that little whitewashed building by the barn Was in the early month of May I could sit there all the day With my head resting on my bended arm And in the merry month of June You could smell that sweet perfume From the little whitewashed building by the barn (Contributed by Mel Priddle - January 2011)

    


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