they sang a song that sounded like something to skip rope to : churning in the morning up before the sun *clap- clap* sister sophies courting so shes never done *clap-clap* shell be picking berries a basket of the black *clap-clap* butter churned and ready flour in the sack *clap-clap* the plunger made her blister the pie turned out to burn *clap-clap* sophie said to sister i hate that butter churn !