Song Of The Naturalist’s Wife

La la la la la-la la la
La-la La, La, la-la la la-la
La la la la la-la la la
La-la La, La, la-la la la-la

Do I see you coming home
Coming home to me
Could it be you that I see
Coming home to me

From your day by the sea

Do I see your buckets full
Buckets full of shells
Could it be you that I see
Buckets full of shells

From your day by the sea

Do I see you weary weave
Weary weave your way
Could it be you that I see
Weary weave your way

From your day by the sea.