Lyrics

Rocket’s Song (T Crozier-Cole)

Hey ho, black as a crow, crossed with a whippet to make him go
Lays down in the sun, sleeps all day ‘til it’s time to run
He hares down track and field, close to the farmhouse, no big deal
Hey ho, little bit slow, can’t catch a rabbit if it’s down a hole

Oh no, there he goes!
There ain’t no calling him back

I’d like to have some land of my own
Let it grow and build my home