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Llévame a Sandy Hook

Malvina Reynolds

Take Me to Sandy Hook

Take me to Sandy Hook,
Bring along your pocket book,
All the kids know how to cook,
That's why I want to go there.

Chorus:
Take me away from here,
Take me some place new.
There are jolly people there,
I want to go there too.

Take me to Saginaw,
Bring along your maw and paw,
They eat cabbage cooked and raw,
That's why I want to go there.

(Chorus)

Take me to Martinsville,
Bring along a dollar bill,
All the rivers run down the hill,
That's why I want to go there.

(Chorus)

Take me to Stoney Ford,
Bring along a cutting board,
All the ropes are made of cord,
That's why I want to go there.

(Chorus)

Take me to Hackensack,
Bring along a carpet tack,
It's not far to there and back,
That's why I want to go there.

(Chorus)

Take me to Old New York,
Bring along a knife and fork,
All the people love to talk,
That's why I want to go there.

(Chorus)

Take me to Battle Creek,
Bring along your walking stick,
Milk is thin and cream is thick,
That's why I want to go there.

(Chorus)

Take me to Puget Sound,
They sell giggles by the pound,
Everyone goes round and round.
That's why I want to go there.

(Chorus)

Llévame a Sandy Hook

Llévame a Sandy Hook,
Trae contigo tu billetera,
Todos los chicos saben cocinar,
Por eso quiero ir allí.

Coro:
Llévame lejos de aquí,
Llévame a algún lugar nuevo.
Hay gente alegre allí,
También quiero ir allí.

Llévame a Saginaw,
Trae contigo a tu mamá y papá,
Ellos comen repollo cocido y crudo,
Por eso quiero ir allí.

(Coro)

Llévame a Martinsville,
Trae contigo un billete de dólar,
Todos los ríos corren cuesta abajo,
Por eso quiero ir allí.

(Coro)

Llévame a Stoney Ford,
Trae contigo una tabla de cortar,
Todas las cuerdas están hechas de cordón,
Por eso quiero ir allí.

(Coro)

Llévame a Hackensack,
Trae contigo un clavo de alfombra,
No está lejos para ir y volver,
Por eso quiero ir allí.

(Coro)

Llévame al viejo Nueva York,
Trae contigo un cuchillo y tenedor,
A toda la gente le encanta hablar,
Por eso quiero ir allí.

(Coro)

Llévame a Battle Creek,
Trae contigo tu bastón de caminar,
La leche es ligera y la crema es espesa,
Por eso quiero ir allí.

(Coro)

Llévame a Puget Sound,
Venden risas por libra,
Todos dan vueltas y vueltas.
Por eso quiero ir allí.

(Coro)