Cabra Lyrics

I have a real good friend

I think his name is Steve

He helps me when I farm my fields

He helps me when I sleep

I'd write a lovely song for him

I don't know what to say

I don't think Steve is quite like that

I don't think anyway

I haven't seen him here for days

I hope he isn't hurt

Laying in a ditch somewhere

And dying in the dirt

I hope that you can hear this Steve

I hope you will come back

I want to do all of the things

I want to eat a snack

Where

Is

My

Goat

The other day I just woke up

And found that he was gone

I don't know what I said to him

I don't know what went wrong

I must have said that he was fat

It was just an afterthought

He must have slipped out of his cage

And ran till he could not

I haven't seen him here for days

I hope he isn't hurt

Laying in a ditch somewhere

And dying in the dirt

Steve the goat

My best friend

Please don't tell me

This is the end

Steve my friend

Is just a goat

I don't care

He's my goat

Where

Is

My

Goat

It has been a few days now

He still has not returned

I wonder what he's doing now

I wonder what he's learned

Hopefully he's far from here

And doing all he can

I just hope he didn't go

As far as Pakistan

I haven't seen him here for days

I hope he isn't hurt

Laying in a ditch somewhere

And dying in the dirt

I hope that you can hear this Steve

I hope you will come back

I want to do all of the things

I want to eat a snack

Where

Is

My

Goat