![]() ![]() and carries such titles as The Everlasting Circle, The Tree on the. Just like the earth, the tree is "home for all. THE RATTLIN BOG 4/4 (Traditional) Chords by Marc Fahrbach Lyrics edited by Dave Green Chorus: ( G )Rare Bog, the ( C )Rattlin Bog, the ( G )Bog down in the ( D )valley-o ( G )Rare Bog, the ( C )Rattlin Bog, the ( G )Bog down in the ( D )valley- ( G )o Repeat chorus after each verse 1. The Rattlin Bog is an Irish folk song and drinking game. After her advisor Jake Socha filmed a Dendrelaphis pictus jumping in. Chorus In that egg there was a bird, A rare bird a rattlin' bird, And the bird in the egg, And the egg in the nest, And the nest on the limb, And the limb on the branch, And the branch on the tree, And the tree in the hole, And the hole in the bog, And the bog down in the valley-o. (Chorus)Verse 2 And on that tree, there was a limb, a rare limb, a rattlin’ limb, With the limb on the tree, and the tree in the bog, and the bog down in the valley-o. Now, there’s evidence that Australian snakes in the genus Dendrelaphis, which are closely related to Chrysopelea, can jump. When the stump rots away and a new tree grows in its place all the animals can share the tree, building their homes in it, resting under it, and enjoying it. With the tree in the bog, and the bog down in the valley-o. There was a limb, A rare limb, A rattlin' limb, The limb on the tree, And the tree in the bog, And the bog down in the valley-oh Oh ho the rattlin' bog. In the end no one and everyone owns the stump. So who did "own" the stump after all? Was it the man, the bear, the earwig, or the ants? And in that bog there was a tree, A rare tree, a rattlin tree. The man believed that the whole forest, and the stump, belonged to him. Then a man came walking in the woods and stopped to rest, sitting on the stump. Ho, ro, the rattlin' bog, The bog down in the valley-o. There was the bark beetle who laid her eggs under its bark and thus chose it to be the nursery for her babies there were the ants who dug tunnels through the wood and made it their home there was the bear who used the stump to sharpen her claws there was the earwig who had a nap under the bark. Now on that branch there was a limb, A rare limb and a rattlin' limb, And the limb on the branch, And the branch on the tree, And the tree in the bog, And the bog down in the valley-o. Now some may think that this would be the end of the tree’s story but it was not, for many creatures still relied on the stump and claimed it for their own. There was a tree which had began to grow old and one day, during a storm, a bolt of lightning "split the tree in two." A woodman came along and cut the tree down so that all that was left of the tree was a stump. ![]()
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