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| Tune: (Clementine) | |
| Lyrics: | Chorus: Little black things, Little black things, Crawling up and down my arms, If I wait till they have babies, I can start a black things farm! Haven't had a bath in two years, And I never change my clothes, But I've got these little black things, Where they come from, Heaven knows! - Chorus Once a cute girl, tried to kiss me, But she screamed and gave a yell, And she ran before I could ask her, Was it the black things or the smell? - Chorus |
Little Black Things Camping Song 
