Can write a song about a sting Can writa about most anything Couldn't I? Oh Francie, couldn't I? I was walkin' to the north I was fallin' to the south Couldn't keep my tongue inside my mouth Marble pie. I love my marble pie. Every little tale gotta come to an end I will always be your friend Every little tale gotta come to an end I will always be your friend Spendin' all the winter waitin' for the spring Found I can wait for most anything Couldn't I? o Francie, couldn't I? Leanin' on a fence post the suns' real low Shady day above me and the wind blow blow Feelin the real nice breezy-o Every little tale gotta come to an end I will always be your friend Every little tale gotta come to an end I will always be your friend I got ten fingers you got ten toes Four eyes together and a pair of nose Its real fine. just bein' all the time. Every little tale gotta come to an end I will always be your friend Crazy-o. how times do quickly go. Every little tale gotta come to an end I will always be your friend Every little tale gotta come to an end I will always be your friend Can write a song about a sting Can writa about most anything Couldn't I? Oh Francie, couldn't I?