Guffer Lyrics - Linda Lewis

Winter's melted into spring 

Brings catepillar creeps in slowly, lowly 

You know he's inches away 

Through wedded green thing 

Until it builds a lonely room 

He's gonna sleep like death in a homemade tomb 

Then once I took a look away that brown cocoon 

The silent pleasure to my eyes 

Beautiful butterfly 

Oh won't you flutter, flutter by my way? 

Won't you decorate my day? 

And the seasons keep turning around 

For the reasons have yet to be found 

And the world is turning on 

And when something's gone, 

You know it's something's coming 

It's something's coming 

When something's gone, 

Something's coming 

When something's gone, 

Something's coming 

Something's coming 

He's got dirt in his hair and his eyes and his ears 

Don't you put him down 

Frayed teeth frightened my leaves 

Well, it's been up to seven years in this town 

It's autumn 

He's must have dust a chance enough-a 

Poor old guffer 

Nobody loves ya 

Let him go and didn't seek 

And now he's only left with tobacco 

Weaken through his skin 

Times would have been 

Guffer gonna die soon 

And a newborn baby gonna cry soon 

Way soon 

And the seasons keep turning around 

For the reasons have yet to be found 

And the world is truning on 

And when something's gone, 

You know it's something's coming 

It's something's coming 

When something's gone, 

Something's coming 

When something's gone, 

Something's coming 

When something's gone, 

Something's coming 

When something's gone, 

Something's coming 

When something's gone, 

Something's hanging round the corner 

When something's gone, 

Something's coming 

Something's coming