They circle the lake a couple of times
And land together on the edge of the
Lake and start foraging for food, anything
They can find
Their familiar honking call reverberates
Around the lake
I have never seen an unhappy goose
They circle the lake a couple of times
And land together on the edge of the
Lake and start foraging for food, anything
They can find
Their familiar honking call reverberates
Around the lake
I have never seen an unhappy goose
Wordman of Alcatraz 