The Rooster of Luck

eye was a young man growing old eye got older somehow no one knoes how that rooster that used too is gone the bull is the gelding now eye started out slow and got slower the meadow full of corn is now plowed time is a concern of mine never a friend of mine only my enemy time So many people unkind So many places unfathomable graces where eye was once eye can never go back where is the penny for luck where is the family that eye should have where is the full bread sack show me the dump where eye can stay with my sack show me my luck