I swear to ya Faery Mae I smell rain commin' this way Humph! King of beasts ye may be But leave the weather witchin' to me Perhaps it will be as you say I knows to trust ye Faery Mae Oh don't pout black lion of might Me thinks it'll rain a lil later tonight Hah! So me old nose, knows its trade So I'll be say'in "told ye so" i'm afraid Oh for goodnes sake great king You puff up o'er the litl'st thing Tis true when discussin' things with ye I'll take any small victory giv'n to me Are we faeries such know it all's then On things in the worlds of animals and men Me dearest faery, if I may say Me thinks it has always been that way And so on they journey, this unlikely pair The miles passing, pleasant and fair