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Lyrics I rode a gray horse, a mule roany mare Gray mane and gray tail, a green stripe down her back Gray mane and gray tail, a green stripe down her back There wasn't a hair on her be-what was coal black She stood so still, she threw me to the dirt She tore -a my hide and she bruised my shirt From saddle to stirrup I mounted again And on my ten toes I rode over the plain In fair nottamun town, not a soul would look up Not a soul would look up, not a soul would look down Not a soul would look up, not a soul would look down To show me the way to fair nottamun town Met the king and the queen and a company more A-riding behind and a-marching before Came a stark-naked drummer, a-beating a drum With his heels in his bosom come marching along In fair nottamun town, not a soul would look up Not a soul would look up, not a soul would look down Not a soul would look up, not a soul would look down To show me the way to fair nottamun town In fair nottamun town, not a soul would look up Not a soul would look up, not a soul would look down Not a soul would look up, not a soul would look down To show me the way
