Rhode Island Red

Rhode Island Red was her name she said

Her hand rested on my arm

I bought her a beer and she said, well here's to you

And I knew, she'd break my heart


Rhode Island Red ,Rhode Island Red

Oh Baby, rock me slow

Rhode Island Red, Rhode Island Red

Won't you stay, 'til that train whistle blows

Rhode Island Red was a rambling gal

She was born feeling round for her shoes

She said to me, I'll be your baby

'til that old train whistle blows

That rambling gal, she ain't true

She stole my heart away, took my money too

Wrote me a letter, all that it said

Was so long and farewell, from your Rhode Island Red

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