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When Tom and Elizabeth took the farm The bracken made their bed And Quardle oodle ardle wardle doodle The magpies said Tom's hand was strong to the plough Elizabeth's lips were red And Quardle oodle ardle wardle doodle The magpies said Year in year out they worked While the pines grew overhead And Quardle oodle ardle wardle doodle The magpies said But all the beautiful crops soon went To the mortgage man instead And Quardle oodle ardle wardle doodle The magpies said Elizabeth is dead now (it's years ago) Old Tom went light in the head And Quardle oodle ardle wardle doodle The magpies said The farm's still there. Mortgage corporations Couldn't give it away And Quardle oodle ardle wardle doodle The magpies say From Letras Mania