The Goose That Laid the Golden Eggs
A musical retelling of Aesop's fable about how greed destroys the source of good
A farmer had a goose so fine, With feathers white as snow, And every morning with the dawn, Her nest would gently glow.
One golden egg, one golden egg, She'd lay one with the dawn, One golden egg, one golden egg, He'd find it on the lawn!
But soon one egg was not enough, The farmer wanted more. "Why wait for just a single egg? There must be gold in store!"
His greedy eyes grew very wide. "If she makes gold upon the outside, Imagine what's inside!"
He took his goose, that gentle bird, And cut her open, searching for The gold he longed to touch.
But inside was no gold at all, No treasure, jewel, or ring, Just feathers, bones, and nothing more, A sad and empty thing.
The farmer wept beside the barn, He'd lost it all for greed. The goose who gave him everything Was everything he'd need.
No golden egg, no golden egg -- The farmer's goose is gone.