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