The Student Song

Here I sit a-learning
Candlelight a-burning
Casting flickering shadows on the wall
Open book before me
Trying its best to bore me
Up in the hills the lonesome coyote's call
Crying for his sweetheart
Crying for the moon
Crying just for cryin's sake
He'll have me crying soon
Wonder if he's lonely
Guess I'm not the only
Creature on this earth who's all alone

Spring's creeping up the valley
And I know my best pal he's
Up there somewhere catching fireflies
But my lesson's ain't completed and I
Just can't be defeated
By the sights and sounds
That tease my ears and eyes
Outside my window
The night is full of sounds
Hooting of a hooting owl
Laying of my hounds

But here I sit a-learning
And grumbling and gol durning
Ain't gonna help these lessons to go by

Eight times twelve how many
And here's a guy called Benny
Flew a kite into a lightning storm
Who killed ole cock robin
While all the birds were sobbing
Gee that evening air smells sweet and warm
Who can study silly words
When the creek begins to run
And the crocus pops up from the ground
I challenge anyone

Now it's off to school tomorrow with
Apologies and sorrow
But I've gotta watch the season being born
Yes I've gotta watch the season being born
I've gotta watch the season being born