| You get a hammer and I’ll get a nail
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| And you catch a bird and I’ll catch a snail
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| You bring a board and I’ll bring a saw
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| And we’ll build a house for the baby-o
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| Bling, Blang, hammer with my hammer
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| Zingo, Zango, cutting with my saw
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| Bling, Blang, hammer with my hammer
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| Zingo, Zango, cutting with my saw
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| I’ll grab some mud and you grab some clay
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| So when it rains it won’t wash away
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| We’ll build a house that’ll be so strong
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| The winds will sing my baby a song
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| Run bring rocks and I’ll bring bricks
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| A nice pretty house we’ll build and fix
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| We’ll jump inside when the cold wind blows
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| And kiss our little baby-o
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| You bring a ladder and I’ll get a box
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| Build our house of bricks and blocks
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| When the snowbird flies and the honeybee comes
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| We’ll feed our baby on honey in the comb |