Standard (EADGBE)

 To reach for the pie in the sky

 Go fishing my boy!

 We set out in the spring

 With a trunk full of books about everything

 About solar devices

 And how nice natural childbirth is

 We cut down some trees

And we trailed our ideals

 Through the forest glade

 We dammed up the stream

And the kids cooled their heels

 In the fishing pool we'd made

We held hands and we exchanged bands

 And we practically lived off the land

 You adopted a fox cub

 Whose mother was somebody's coat

 You fed him by hand

And then snuggled him down

 In the grandfather bed while I wrote

 We grew our own maize

 And I only occasionally went into town

 To stock up on antibiotics

 And shells for the shotgun that I kept around

 I told the kids stories while you worked your loom

 And the sun went down sooner each day.

  *Chapter six in which Eeyore has a birthday

  And gets two presents

  Daddy...come on dad

Eeyore the old grey donkey stood by the side

  Of the stream and he looked at himself in the water

  "Pathetic" he said, "That's what it is"

"Good morning Eeyore" said Pooh

"Oh" said Pooh, He thought for a long time

 Then the leaves all fell down

Our crops all turned brown

 It was over

 As the first snowflakes fell

 I realized all was not well in the camp

 The kids caught bronchitis

 The space heater ran out of diesel

 One weekend a friend from the East,

 Rot his soul, stole your heart

 I said "Fuck it then

 Take the kids back to town

 Maybe I'll see you around"

And so...leaving all our hopes and dreams

 To the wind and the rain

 Taking only our stash

 Left our litter and trash

 And set out on the road again

On the road again

  On the road again

  On the road

Bye Bye Daddy, Bye Daddy

  You can bring Pearl she's a darn nice girl

But don't bring Liza