Lyric

Holly you are just the same

As the one I saw yesterday

Who gets up too early

And go back home with a bone

As the day ends

Molly you are almost the same

As the one I met day before yesterday

Who knows about so many songs

And talks about chores of all the world

Again and again

Golly you are a bit the same

As the one I heard about a month ago

Who gave away all the jewels

And not a soul dared to own it

In the misty morning

Who will come to tell

Who will come and tell me

I'm already dead

Jolly you are still the same

You make my world as bright as yesterdays

I took my gold and hid it under the vineyard

So take it when you can

Olly I like it when you say

About your hungriness inside

Someone has thrown us names

So beware

In the misty morning

Who will come to tell

Who will come and tell me

I'm already dead

In the misty morning

Who will come to tell

Who will come and tell me

I'm already dead