text: Gullivers gone to the final command of his master
  His watery eyes had washed all the hills with his laughter
  And the seasons can change all the light from the grey to the dim
  But the light in his eyes will see no more so bright
  As the sheep that he locked in the pen
  Theres four feet of ground in front of the barn
  Thats sun baked and rain soaked and part of the farm
  But now it lies empty so cold and so bare
  Gullivers gone but his memory lies there
  By passing the doors of his life was a stage I remember
  And in later years he would cease to bare teeth to a stranger
  For sentiment touched him as Cyclamen holds him
  And later men came from the town
  Who said clear the child this wont take a while
  And Gullivers gone with the dawn
  Theres four feet of ground in front of the barn
  Thats sun baked and rain soaked and part of the farm
  But now it lies empty so cold and so bare
  Gullivers gone but his memory lies there