Without the Fanfare

The sheep's in the meadow The cow's in the corn Now is the time for a child to be born You'll laugh at the moon and you'll cry for the sun And if it's a boy he'll carry a gun Sang the crow on the cradle And if it should be that this baby's a girl Nev

From the corner of my eye I see a tear rolling down At the time I couldn't tell whose tear it was If it was mine I should be glad That I still function in this cage But if it's yours it only makes me more lost To see a tear rolling down To see a tear