by Marco____________ _______________lyrics_______________ Now, Old Mr. Johnson had troubles of his own. He had a yellow cat, who wouldn't leave his home. He tried, and he tried to give the cat away. He gave it to a man going far, far away. But the cat came back the very next day. The cat came back. They thought he was a gonner, But the cat came back. He just couldn't stay away. Now, the man around the corner swore he'd kill the cat on sight. So, he loaded up his shotgun with nails & dynamite. He waited & he waited for the cat to come around.... 97 pieces of the man is all that was found. But the cat came back the very next day. The cat came back. They thought he was a gonner, But the cat came back. He just couldn't stay away. So, he gave it to a man going up in a balloon. He told him for to take him to the Man in the Moon. The balloon came down about 90 miles away. Where the man is now, well I dare not say. But the cat came back the very next day. The cat came back. They thought he was a gonner, But the cat came back. He just couldn't stay away.

'Twas early in the spring when I decide to go For to work up in the woods in North Ontar-io; And the unemployment office said they'd send me through To the Little Abitibi with the survey crew And the black flies, the little black flies, Always the black fly no matter where you go; I'll die with the black fly a-pickin' my bones, In North Ontar-ioio, in North Ontar-io. And the man Black Tobey was the captain of the crew And he said, I'm gonna tell you boys, what we're gonna do: They want to build a power dam; we must find a way For to make the Little Ab flow around the other way With the black flies, the little black flies, Always the black fly no matter where you go; I'll die with the black fly a-pickin' my bones, In North Ontar-ioio, in North Ontar-io. So we survey to the east, survey to the west, Couldn't make our minds up how to do it best; Little Ab, Little Ab, what shall I do? I'm all but goin' crazy with the survey crew And the black flies, the little black flies, Always the black fly no matter where you go; I'll die with the black fly a-pickin' my bones, In North Ontar-ioio, in North Ontar-io. It was blackfly, blackfly, everywhere, A-crawlin' in your whiskers, crawlin' in your hair; Swimmin' in the soup, swimmin' in the tea, And the devil take the blackfly, let me be. Black flies, the little black flies, Always the black fly no matter where you go; I'll die with the black fly a-pickin' my bones, In North Ontar-ioio, in North Ontar-io. Black Tobey fell to swearin ...

Potato - Circle

la sigla in hd della seconda serie dei Celestini (Street Football)