There’s a Hole in My Bucket – Harry Belafonte en Odetta

Liza: Henry! Fetch me some water!Henry: There’s a hole in my bucket dear Liza, dear LizaThere’s a hole in my bucket dear Liza, a hole.Liza: Well, fix it dear Henry, dear Henry, dear Henry,Well, fix it dear Henry, dear Henry, fix it.Henry: With what shall I fix it …Liza: With a straw dear Henry …Henry: The straw is too long …Liza: Well, cut it dear Henry …Henry: With what shall I cut it …Liza: With an axe dear Henry …Henry: The axe is too dull dear Liza …Liza: Well, sharpen it dear Henry …Henry: With what shall I sharpen it …Liza: With a stone dear Henry …Henry: The stone is too dry dear Liza …Liza: Well, wet it dear Henry …Henry: With what shall I wet it …Liza: With water dear Henry …Henry: In what shall I fetch it …Liza: In a bucket dear Henry …Henry: There’s a hole in my bucket, dear Liza …

 

 

 

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