Donkey's Years

B is for brown

And I got down

My sleeping sound

For donkey's yearsB is for blue

My eyes are new

My song is true

For donkey's yearsThen I'm gonna pick up my wings

And gonna fly

Singing my song of love

And gonna try

Try to be smiley, smiley all the whileG is for green

The trees have been

That way it seems

For donkey's yearsG is for gold

The leaves turn old

The nights are cold

For donkey's yearsThen I'm gonnapack up all my travels

Gonna fly

Laugh at my hubble bubble

Gonna try

Try to be smiley, smiley all the whileFly me to the sun

The golden sands and sea

Mm-mm, fly me to the sun

Won't you come with me?

Mm, won't you come with me?

Won't you come with me?