GNOME

walking in the woods one day
something caught my eye
a hat of gnome, a feather-top
was moving in sneaky way

the man of woods was carrying a load
a barrel made of oak
he heard my steps, grinned at my face
and started to go

i'm running i'm hunting i'm after the gnome
i'm slipping i'm sliding i'm falling oh no!

once again he has escaped
i'm sitting here alone and grazed

i know you're there
hiding somewhere
laughing in your
green long beard

but i'm gonna find
your stash of wine
then let's see who's gonna get
the last laugh this time, wanna bet?

but now i was on his trail
i knew he's somewhere close
a strange sweet smell lingered on
you can't fool my old nose

i followed a path of scent
through the bushes and trees
then just when i was about to give up
i heard a muffled sneeze

i'm running i'm hunting i'm after the gnome
i'm slipping i'm sliding i'm falling oh no!

once again he has escaped
i'm sitting here alone and grazed

i know you're there
hiding somewhere
laughing in your
green long beard

but i'm gonna find
your stash of wine
then let's see who's gonna get
the last laugh this time, wanna bet?

(c) ilkka elo 20.6.2004.