It's a sight to behold
When you've got small words to mould
And you can make 'em your own

Still love it would be much better
Love it would be much better, I'm told

It's like golden corn
And I love it's golden glow
It's that little head inside your little hole
And out spring some sparkling thoughts

But love it would be much better
Love it would be much better, I'm told

It's like finding home
In an old folk song
That you've never ever heard
Still you know every word
And for sure you can sing along...

But love it would be much better
Love it would be much better, I know
I know