Will.
I lost my will on the other side of the street.
Fell over a haybail, and it dirtied up my cheeks.
Don't cry little girl...It's going to be ok!
Dear little one, I say. It's only a test of strength!.
Dust off that fuss, and carry in this load.
little one, little one; it's not over now, you will grow old!
Show them big meanies you're not taking it anymore.
Fell over a haybail, and it dirtied up my cheeks.
Don't cry little girl...It's going to be ok!
Dear little one, I say. It's only a test of strength!.
Dust off that fuss, and carry in this load.
little one, little one; it's not over now, you will grow old!
Show them big meanies you're not taking it anymore.