The shaggy wild stroller left your home,
The shaggy wild stroller left your home
With the funky bag on his shoulder he let you alone.

Hey, this genuine love was his fatal thread,
Hey, this genuine love was his fatal thread,
He doesn't hope to the big meed.

He consoled himself by the bright morning star,
He threw the burden of care from his heart
When the hammer crumbled up that agonizing stone.
Just so! The shaggy wild stroller let you alone.