Rooster And Its Crow

Dawn do bring the rooster and it's crowMade a wind that wasn't supposed to blowYou laughed and laughed but never got the jokeCan't repeat it now I don't even knowI blew a trumpet for a sound you never wanted to seeNow the apples out of season and it's standing underneath it's treeSo I'm trying not to pick em cause I know that's only sick n meBut oh before you know it I am half way up the apple treeTo a cloudy cloudy mountain from a murky water fountain a grewWith a pigeon on my shoulder all the colors that's so strange and newSo I collected all my apples in a basket for to bring to youBut oh before you know it there'll be bugs inside of these ones too