Sundays I Kicked A Boy
when the weather's fine, when it's sunny outside think about the time I kicked a boy 'til he cried oh, I could've been wrong, but I don't think I was he was such a child when I am alone, I remember so well how merrily I tripped a boy so he fell and I could've been wrong, but I don't think I was he was totally wild and I've been wondering lately just who's gonna save me now I have a cold, and no story to tell and I'd marry you but I'm so unwell and although I could've been wrong well I don't think I was he was totally wild and I've been wondering lately just who's gonna save me you just should've been [warned/wise] [oh/our] hysterical child where'd you learn to do that