Freddie the Flie

(Carsten Knudsen)

I'm sittin' all alone on my farm
I never done anyone no harm
I'm sittin' here waitin' for the sound
of someone coming around

I look my beautiful cow in her eye
she turns around I keep asking why
the spiders won't bite my foot
and the termits won't even eat the wood

My best friend Freddie the flie
had flown away I keep asking why
we were getting on pretty well
maybe he didn't like my smell