Little Red Rooster
What should i compare thee to?
That sun on winters day
Tulip standing proud and bright
When all around is grey
What should i compare thee to?
A comet or a star
A little flicker where you've been
Or a lighthouse where you are
But wrong is the comparison
That sees love as a light
That hides behind the glow of day
And only shines at night
You're just a little red rooster
She's an old speckled hen
You've fallen in love once before
Now it's happening again
Just do what you use to
I'll do what I can
And she'll be once, twice, three times your lady
And I'll be her man
What should i compare thee to?
That window facing South
That captures sun in tiny frame
And throws it round the house
What should i compare thee to?
A compass or a stone
The rock that holds the whole thing down
Or the hand that points you home
But wrong is the comparison
That sees love as a light
That hides behind the glow of day
And only shines at night
You're just a little red rooster
She's an old speckled hen
You've fallen in love once before
Now it's happening again
Just do what you use to
I'll do what I can
And she'll be once, twice, three times your lady
And I'll be her man
So listen up you middle aged
Slightly older men
If they look young to you my friend
You sure look old to them
Take this from the rooster
Who found his speckled hen
It's never down to who you love
Its purely down to when
That sun on winters day
Tulip standing proud and bright
When all around is grey
What should i compare thee to?
A comet or a star
A little flicker where you've been
Or a lighthouse where you are
But wrong is the comparison
That sees love as a light
That hides behind the glow of day
And only shines at night
You're just a little red rooster
She's an old speckled hen
You've fallen in love once before
Now it's happening again
Just do what you use to
I'll do what I can
And she'll be once, twice, three times your lady
And I'll be her man
What should i compare thee to?
That window facing South
That captures sun in tiny frame
And throws it round the house
What should i compare thee to?
A compass or a stone
The rock that holds the whole thing down
Or the hand that points you home
But wrong is the comparison
That sees love as a light
That hides behind the glow of day
And only shines at night
You're just a little red rooster
She's an old speckled hen
You've fallen in love once before
Now it's happening again
Just do what you use to
I'll do what I can
And she'll be once, twice, three times your lady
And I'll be her man
So listen up you middle aged
Slightly older men
If they look young to you my friend
You sure look old to them
Take this from the rooster
Who found his speckled hen
It's never down to who you love
Its purely down to when
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Writer(s): Paul Heaton
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