Donkey's Year

B is for brown And I got down my sleeping sound For donkey's years B is for blue My eyes are new, my song is true For donkey's years Then I'm gonna pick up my wings And gonna fly Singing my song of love, and gonna try Try to be smiling, smiling all the while G is for green The trees have been that way it seems For donkey's years G is for gold The leaves turn old, the nights are cold For donkey's years Then I'm gonna pack up all my travels Gonna fly Laugh at my hubble bubble, gonna try Try to be smiling, smiling all the while Fly me to the sun The golden sands and sea Mm, mm, fly me to the sun Won't you come with me Mm, won't you come with me Won't you come with me---