Paroles de Coe

Placid creature Standing in your June field Placid creature Standing in your June field With one more day of grazing Before the slaughter truck And when it comes you will go With quiet dignity Across the yard Up the ramp Into the truck, oh Trusting creature Going to meet the final man With nothing on your face Except for that familiar beauty And he will eat you Because he didn't look Because he didn't look He didn't look Placid creature Standing in your June field With one more day of grazing Before the slaughter truck Placid creature Standing in your June field With one more day of grazing Before the slaughter truck Placid creature Standing in your June field With one more day of grazing Before the slaughter truck And he will eat you Because he didn't look Because he didn't look