Transcribed by: Alex Moura
The whole pie was your piece
The filling your pride
Jiving 'round the kitchen
Just carrying on
No pies cooling on the window
Still empty inside
Your sorry's no good
The little ones already cried
One chicken took a lickin'
So many feathers to hide
Nobody woke you
All the breakfast is gone
Your belly is all stretched
Making noise, feeling bad
The rooster never crowed
He was already fried
We were born one day
Lived up 'til now
Calf in the field
Nest on the bough
One day for sure
If what's done is done
Do we pass on with what we've got
Or get back what we passed on
You've had your turn at the wheel
We've been long out of gas
The others are spent
From pushing your ride
The next hill's the steepest
Better get down and behind
All got to push
To reach the other side
We were born one day
Lived up 'til now
Calf in the field
Nest on the bough
One day for sure
If what's done is done
Do we pass on with what we've got
Or get back what we passed on