Cabra
I have a real good friend
I think his name is Steve
He helps me when I farm my fields
He helps me when I sleep
I'd write a lovely song for him
I don't know what to say
I don't think Steve is quite like that
I don't think anyway
I haven't seen him here for days
I hope he isn't hurt
Laying in a ditch somewhere
And dying in the dirt
I hope that you can hear this Steve
I hope you will come back
I want to do all of the things
I want to eat a snack
Where
Is
My
Goat
The other day I just woke up
And found that he was gone
I don't know what I said to him
I don't know what went wrong
I must have said that he was fat
It was just an afterthought
He must have slipped out of his cage
And ran till he could not
I haven't seen him here for days
I hope he isn't hurt
Laying in a ditch somewhere
And dying in the dirt
Steve the goat
My best friend
Please don't tell me
This is the end
Steve my friend
Is just a goat
I don't care
He's my goat
Where
Is
My
Goat
It has been a few days now
He still has not returned
I wonder what he's doing now
I wonder what he's learned
Hopefully he's far from here
And doing all he can
I just hope he didn't go
As far as Pakistan
I haven't seen him here for days
I hope he isn't hurt
Laying in a ditch somewhere
And dying in the dirt
I hope that you can hear this Steve
I hope you will come back
I want to do all of the things
I want to eat a snack
Where
Is
My
Goat
I think his name is Steve
He helps me when I farm my fields
He helps me when I sleep
I'd write a lovely song for him
I don't know what to say
I don't think Steve is quite like that
I don't think anyway
I haven't seen him here for days
I hope he isn't hurt
Laying in a ditch somewhere
And dying in the dirt
I hope that you can hear this Steve
I hope you will come back
I want to do all of the things
I want to eat a snack
Where
Is
My
Goat
The other day I just woke up
And found that he was gone
I don't know what I said to him
I don't know what went wrong
I must have said that he was fat
It was just an afterthought
He must have slipped out of his cage
And ran till he could not
I haven't seen him here for days
I hope he isn't hurt
Laying in a ditch somewhere
And dying in the dirt
Steve the goat
My best friend
Please don't tell me
This is the end
Steve my friend
Is just a goat
I don't care
He's my goat
Where
Is
My
Goat
It has been a few days now
He still has not returned
I wonder what he's doing now
I wonder what he's learned
Hopefully he's far from here
And doing all he can
I just hope he didn't go
As far as Pakistan
I haven't seen him here for days
I hope he isn't hurt
Laying in a ditch somewhere
And dying in the dirt
I hope that you can hear this Steve
I hope you will come back
I want to do all of the things
I want to eat a snack
Where
Is
My
Goat
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Writer(s): Taylor Horne
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