This is a little lullaby about a little boy that played football and got into trouble.
It's called Fatal Flower Garden.
It's called Fatal Flower Garden.
It's called Fatal Flower Garden.
It rained, it poured, it rained so hard, it rained so hard all day.
And all the boys in my school came out to talk and play.
They tossed the ball again so high, then and again so low.
They tossed the ball again so high, then and again so low.
They tossed it in a flower garden, and no one was allowed to go.
I'd stab this gypsy lady, all dressed in yellow and green.
Come in, come in, my sweet little boy, get your ball again.
I won't come in, I shan't come in, without my playmates all.
I'll go get my father, tell him about it, and that'll cause tears to fall.
I'll go get my father, tell him about it, and that'll cause tears to fall.
I'll go get my father, tell him about it, and that'll cause tears to fall.
She first showed him an apple seed, then again a gold ring.
Then she showed him a diamond, that enticed him in.
She took him by his lily-white hand, led him through the hole.
She took him by his lily-white hand, led him through the hole.
She took him by his lily-white hand, led him through the hole.
She saw him in an apple tree.
No one can hear him call.
She saw him in an apple tree.
She saw him in an apple tree.
She saw him in an apple tree.
She saw him in an apple tree.
She saw him in an apple tree.
She saw him in an apple tree.
I'll take these silver rings
Off of my fingers
Smoke them with your breath
If my dear friends call for me
Tell them I'll rest
Burn the Bible at my head
Come on, wash my feet
If my dear mother calls for me
Tell them I'll rest
Burn the Bible at my head
Come on, wash my feet
Burn the Bible at my head
Come on, wash my feet
Burn the Bible at my head
It's not my fault
Burn the Bible at my head
Burn the Bible at my head
Come on, wash my feet
If my dear father calls for me
Tell him I am dead
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