Wolf
written: J. Walsh

Woke up again this morning
To play another game
It comes without a warning
It's nothing you can name
Nothing you can name

It's raining in the meadow
Shepherd's gone to town
Wolf has finished breakfast
No one else around
No one else around

And me, I'm feeling fine
Still get lonely
I don't mind
And now we're out of danger
I guess they'll sound "all clear"
Throw some pennies in the fountain
And wish
For a better year
For a better year

 

Joe Walsh Solo Discography :: The Smoker You Drink, the Player You Get