The river of gave birth to a, a beautiful stone And in my hands I it and I knew I was on my own So I it up and I held it to the sky And in my reflection I knew I was all
Then I saw this with the most beautiful hair She had it wrapped around her, for clothes she did not I asked her for a lock and she complied after Gorgeous footsteps in the as if she didn't care
Well, she was the prettiest I ever saw And the stone lay still without a The I had defied the law As I to and I went to
And I took a look, a down the road To see a badger and a one toad They say a word, they just looked at me that wise old look of the old, the wise old look of the old
Then I went to town To my merry-go-round To the place magic horses fly And you see a frown
But then I stole a ring the flying horses And I can't begin to how I stole a from the flying horses And all rusty now
I stole a from the flying horses And I begin to explain how I stole a from the flying horses And all rusty now, it's all rusty
You see that stone fell through my pocket And that lock of hair flew away the wind If you chance to meet upon Well, you where they've been
But don't them up or try to find me much happier to be on their own Beauty that knows no home
And then if you take a look, a look the road You'll see a badger and a one toad won't say a word, they'll just look at you With that wise old look of the old, the wise old of the old
But then I stole a from the flying horses And I begin to explain how I stole a ring from the horses And it's all now
I stole a ring from the flying And I can't begin to how I stole a ring the flying horses And all rusty now ...