Turtle Dove
poor little turtle dove sitting in the pines
crying for your true love
don't you cry for mine, don’t you cry for mine
buttercup, buttercup on a sunny day
fairweather friend, don't you look the other way
look the other way
all of my days are numbered and they're named
Friday to Friday, no two are the same
there's no two are the same
deep underneath the roaring waterfall
stone by stone, they're the smoothest of them all
the smoothest of them all
bees in a hive and bears in a den
all that I want is someone to call a friend
someone to call a friend