Foolkiller

Once there was a boy who left the bed he slept in. And he ran away 'cause he felt life was cruel. A killer of fools was walking close behind him. The boy was afraid that he'd be thought a fool. Oh the foolkiller is a giant they say. He chops down a fool and he goes on his wa-ay-ay. Better runaway boy was a runaway boy. Very much like you. So he climed the hills and roamed the woods and valleys. Just get up and go became his golden rule. A killer of fools was walking in the shadows. The boy was afraid that he'd be thought a fool. Then there came a day a man and woman found him. Lovingly they smiled and then they called him son. No more did he fear that wicked old fool killer. I know that it's true because I was the one Oh the foolkiller is a giant they say. He chops down a fool and he goes on his wa-ay-ay. Well who was the fool tell me the boy in his bed Or the boy who used to roam Runaway boy listen, runaway boy better go on home. by: José Duarte [email protected]