When I was young and fancy free 

I’d play and run like a donkey.  

But then one day I met the ground 

And heard a bell ring out this sound 

“Bong! bong!” so strong within my head. 

I lay still. Dad thought I was dead. 

Then, I got up but could not play.

I couldn't remember eating hay.

On that day, I lost my marbles. 

I looked under all the stables 

Searched the ground and behind each tree, 

But nowhere did I find or see. 

Now, I’m a horse wearing hobbles, 

I can’t run, I lost my marbles.