Friday, July 23, 2010

The cock is crowing at dawn

Such singing my dear wee rooster
you are the heartbeat of life sing
your rooster song sing your delight
when the rooster crows at dawn
all is well in this mexican town
the flowers smell sweet outside
the bread is baking across the hall
here their is only love pure pure love
let me go into the dream of goodness
let me not betray my own soul again
cock a doodle doo cock a doodle doo