Adult folk songs

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My horse is so good.

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My horse is so good,In winter, in summer, it's a foal.I throw hay in front of it,I plow it in one go. Read More Arrow
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The judge went to steal plums 1

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The judge went to steal plums,He forgot to bring a bag.He took off his pants,He put his plums in it. Read More Arrow
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Who wants to be a bagpiper?

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1. Whoever wants to be a bagpiper,Should go to hell.Even there, he only trumpets,The world's secret is inside.2. Whoever wants to be a bagpiper,Should go to hell.Even there, he only blows, blows,That he is the bagpiper of hell.3. On a small scale, on a large scale,Kúdus lived in ... Read More Arrow
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Little girl with big tits

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Little girl, big tits,She doesn't even know where to put them.She tied them up on her shoulder,They hung on her waist. Read More Arrow
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Your old lady's hair is spread out on the hedge.

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Your old grandmother's quilt is spread out on the hedge.My uncle, keep it so that the wind doesn't blow it away.The wind can't blow it away, because the thread won't let it,Only the thread and the thread cost sixty forints. Read More Arrow
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The lady of the house is spread out on a hedge.

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The lady of the house is spread out on a hedge.My lord, take care that the wind does not carry it away.The wind will not carry it away, because the foot will not let it go,Because the thread and the patch cost nine pieces of cloth. Read More Arrow
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Under oriental trees

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Under the eastern trees,Your hair is burnt.How could you do it,How could you do it. Read More Arrow
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Under the Balony Bridge

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1. Under the bridge in Balony,Your food is burnt.You could do it,How could you do it?2. The goose's belly is yellow,No one will eat it.How could you do it,How could you do it? Read More Arrow
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A strand of hemp on the back of a trench

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A thread of hemp on my back,A wine man took me away,My angel, my shining star.I don't listen to the grumbling,That dog creature,My angel, my shining star. Read More Arrow
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Mrs. Tót Marina, cook the chickpeas.

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Mrs. Tót Marina, cook the chickpeas,While the child is sleeping, roll up your skirt. Read More Arrow