歌词
He starts the day
With no breakfast in bed
He looks around
And then he stands on his head
Oh Zak
Zebedy Zak
Zebedy Zak
Zebedy Zak
Puts on his trousers
He just does up the string
Winter is cold
And he can't wait for the spring
Oh Zak
Zebedy Zak
Zebedy Zak
Zebedy Zak
He wears a coat
That almost touches the floor
Old dusty shoes
That no one wants anymore
Oh Zak
Zebedy Zak
Zebedy Zak
Zebedy Zak
Even his Julie
She ran off in the snow
She had somebody
But he didn't know
Oh Zak
Zebedy Zak
Zebedy Zak
Zebedy Zak
Written by: K.W. Bonsor, M.W. Goble