
It's a fine clear morn'n, the fresh snow has fall'n
the deer and the bear are easy to track
I'll hunt them all day and bleed them and skin them
then drag them back to my sister Estrid
she cuts them up nicely with sharp and strong blades
just like she cut up that greedy handed man
oh sister oh sister why such a temper
can't you see that you need a man
oh sister oh sister you'll die on old spinster
oh sister oh sister my sister Estrid
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