Black and white, the chessmen seem to change around forever
Anything they say they are they will be
Keep me from the winter, I can't live without my shadow
I am not a folk in love
Yes I am an indian, oh yes I am a cowboy
Anything I say I am I will be
If I had the chance to be just anything I wanted
I would be your oaken lyre
Thought I had an answer but I must've been mistaken
Yes I wrote it down but I lost the piece of paper
Even have some trouble now remembering the question
It couldn't have been important then