Little Duckling

Little duckling, little duckling, where will you go,
When the pond freezes over and is covered with snow?
Little duckling, little duckling, where will you call home,
When everything dies and you're left on your own?
Little duckling, little duckling, you're too young to fly,
But you spend every night dreaming of the sky.
Little duckling, little duckling, do you ever cry?
I've never seen duck's tears and I wonder why.
Little duckling, little duckling, is it water off your back,
Or is washing away pain, a skill that you lack?
Little duckling, little duckling, is it true, it's a fact,
That yellow's not subtle and is bound to attract?
Little duckling, little duckling, where has your mother gone?
Did she tell you to wait, and that she won't be long?
Little duckling, little duckling, I wrote you this song,
Because one day, you'll grow up to be strong.

Then, little duckling, little duckling, when the season is right.
A hunter will come and shoot you out of the sky.
And, little duckling, little duckling, when you ask God why,
He'll tell you that life isn't fair and he does as he likes.