Beaver Ballads Video (MV)

Snipped whiskers fine, coats akin to cream
Dappled light through trees, a craftsman's dream
Smoothin' their coats, I trim 'em down
Whisperin' love, in the forest's silent sound
I've got my banjo plucked, a tune for them
Kisses on their heads, my river gems
Whittled love notes
On fresh shaved beavers, ho
Smooth as the river stones
Their paddle tails clappin' like metronomes
Strokin' their fur, no coat unseamed
By the creek, we watch 'em gleam
Scent o' pine, it mingles with the stream
Crafting dams, they're livin' out their dream
Under the willows, they gnaw and preen
Beaver buddies, oh how they glean
Shaved so smooth, their hides just beam
Care for each one, like they're my own kin
In the moon's soft gleam, their eyes do seem
To shine with joy, like a silent scream
A river's touch, on their skin it streams
Shaven beavers, in the night, they teem
I tip my hat, and I start to beam
Them beavers shaved, oh they reign supreme
In their dens, they dream of mighty logs
I see their shapes, in the morning fogs
Pat 'em gently, my whiskered friends
Each stroke and shave, my love transcends
With every cut, their trust they lend
Round their muzzles, my kisses I send