One, two, three four!
They told me about the strawberry fields,
living in a mixtape and picking all the fruit that it yields.
I made a tape, so you could see it was real.
I dubbed you a copy, just so you could see how I feel.
You can never ever really be free.
Buy the things they sell you then you can give them to me.
It's not easy but it's certainly true,
you can be a lion, I will be a friend to you.
Well tell me what you need,
I'll go out there and find it!
And well, tell me what you want,
I'll go out there and buy it.
'Cause I'm a donkey for your love!
I'll carry you on my back!
My bones are made of steel,
these bones you cannot crack.
You can never ever truly be free,
heard it in a chorus and now that I'm gorwn up I agree.
I'd like to buy you whatever you need,
you gave me the idea, now watch me plant the seed.
Well tell me what you need,
I'll go out there and find it!
And well, tell me what you want,
I'll go out there and buy it.
'Cause I'm a donkey for your love!
I'll carry you on my back!
My bones are made of herringbone,
these bones you cannot crack.
It came in the summer,
like a new disaster;
your heart was broken, mine was not.
She's Miss Louisiana,
she wore a bright bandada
that said "I am not taken now."
And as I should have known,
her sister was a quite a comrade,
she had aways been polite.
You can be a lion,
I will be a lamb,
we can walk together,
I will always hold your hand.
You can be a lion,
I will be your lamb,
we can walk together,
I will always hold your hand.