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Picking Black Eyed Peas

Picking Black Eyed Peas

I went pea picking.
Picking black eyed peas.
I went pea picking.
Picking on my knees.

Picked them by the bushel picked by the pale.
Every single morsel kept me out of jail.
Rise before the sunshine before the sky was blue.
Eating possum stew.

I was banjo picking.
Played beneath the the moon.
I was banjo picking.
To Make my honey swoon.

Picked them by the bushel picked by the pale.
Every single morsel keep me out of jail.
Rise before the sunshine before the sky was blue.
Eating possum stew.