little lapwing

bye

bye

bye

the time has come round again

my friend

a life and some time i just gotta spend

so bye bye

my friend

see you again

my mind in my pocket

the sun in my eye

there's gold in the mountains

the streams run by

so see you again

swing low

swing high

talk of the times

the love and the laughing

i'll come back to you in the spring

little lapwing

till then

bye bye