Lyrics
Through the iron gate
And he's gone
See the goslings, the ducklings, the piglets, the lambs
He'd let out little sob
Sometimes he'd still wish that he slept
In a cot by his mom and dad's bed
He'd cry, "No!"
"I'm left here, and I'm here on my own."
Hear the leaves soft lift hush
Make him blush
Pair of welly boots, the crows in cahoots, the eggs on the hob, the corns on their cob
He'd let out little sob
Sometimes he'd still wish that he left
Shot through like a bolt into mad heifer's head
He'd cry, "No!"
"I'm left here, and I'm here on my own."
Sometimes he'd still wish that he left
Shot through like a bull
But, no!
