Everything I Say

The barn fell down

Since i saw it last

It's rubble now

Well so much for the past

Everything that i say

Does me this'a way

Everything,

Every little thing i say

Does me this'a way

Some call her a thief

And some people call her a prophet

But her courage is brief

Brief as little, little miss muffet

Everything that i say

Does me this'a way

Everything,

Every little thing i say

Does me this'a way

She wanted to

Be an inventor

But nothing new

Was all she could muster