The Goose & the Wren

While in form of the ant
The goose, and the wren
Left the shores of Maryland
To find better oxygen

While the outcry of 20 men
Run from the nearby battalion:
"As if we avoid their light
Then we might make it home tonight"

And one old crook
Carries a very heavy book
Friends would say, "Sir
Are you sure some good could
Come of your learning?"

And he said:
"My girl gave it to me
Just before the war
I've never read a book like this before
It's giving me kind of a, kind of a burning"

"But if it is love then I'm not quite sure I should keep it
But I've heard it's a part of the whole so I guess I need it
But I'll certainly be sure to stay above the ground
Lately, beautiful things got a way of bringing me down"

Here lie one hundred men
Fighters, everyone of them
They went into the light
And oh no, they won't be home tonight

And I came upon a kid with a kite
Despite the storms, says he's gonna fly
And so I said, "Brother, what would your mother say?"

And he said:
"Hold your tongue, it was a present
And God damn! I am a man
I ain't afraid of the rain"

But what can a bystander do?
No more than watch the spidery lights
Take ahold of you
And you know I warned you, boy
You know I told you, boy
And I'll hold your back, boy
But now I don't know, boy
'Cause in a curious kinda way
I wanna go along with you...

And morning did come
I was standing, struck down
By the man in the sun
And the only live one
Held a string from his thumb
That stretched up to the sky
Where the heron flew by, singing:
"Oh me, and oh my!"

And the goose and the wren
No, I have not seen them
But the water looks nice
So I do not think twice
And I'm sure that they're fine
Very good friends of mine
'Cause sometimes I can't tell
When things are unwell

By the look of the sea
Staring straight back at me
And I miss 'em, I do
But I think it is true
That when the love go
It's the lovers who show
Just how lovely they are
In a song or a star

Sincerely, your friend
Write back to me, wren
I've been thinking too much
Down here in the sand

The farmer stands and says:
"What happened to the land?
It used to be fertile, it used to be good
When I was a lad!"

The farmer calls out to his men
Says, "It's getting late, boys
It's best you come back here!"
(Everybody together!)

The farmer stands and says:
"What happened to the land?
It used to be fertile, it used to be good
When I was a lad!"

The farmer calls out to his men
Says, "It's getting late, boys
It's best you come back here!"
(I love you, babe!)

The farmer stands and says:
"What happened to the land?
It used to be fertile, it used to be good
When I was a lad!"

The farmer calls out to his men
Says, "It's getting late, boys
It's best you come back here!"
(One more time!)

The farmer stands and says:
"What happened to the land?
It used to be fertile, it used to be good
When I was a lad!"

The farmer calls out to his men
Says, "It's getting late, boys
It's best you come back here!"
(Come back here, right now!)

Woo! Yeah!