Wading among the fresh livid flowers
Another season of wait and willies
Never ending lengthy summer warm hours
In his songs are filled tales of misfortune
No less tragic are his search for a mate
Looking at the flocks, calls with importune
Insisting on his will to beat his fate
Another season of wait and willies
Never ending lengthy summer warm hours
In his songs are filled tales of misfortune
No less tragic are his search for a mate
Looking at the flocks, calls with importune
Insisting on his will to beat his fate
