I lost my brother who shared my hat
And my sister who carried my coat
So I was left under the oak
Hoping the canopy would be my warmth.
But little did I know from behind the cedar
They were giggling and watching my plight.
I lost my brother who shared my hat
And my sister who carried my coat
So I was left under the oak
Hoping the canopy would be my warmth.
But little did I know from behind the cedar
They were giggling and watching my plight.