Andrew Peter

I went for a walk the other day

And Andrew Peter was there;

I watched the egrets along the quay

And Andrew Peter was there.

For breakfast I ate some buttered toast

And Andrew Peter was there;

While cooking dinner I burned the roast

Still Andrew Peter was there.

Upon my horse I forded a stream

And Andrew Peter was there;

Later that night I had a strange dream

Yes, Andrew Peter was there.

You’d think a boy like Andrew Peter

Would have better things to do;

Than follow his mother everywhere

But Andrew Peter was there.