Here he comes right to your house
Not through door, right through the wall
He's a nomad and intruder
Spilling merry on your floor

What will now happen? What will now happen?
Well, it already did
And the table right in the middle
It got almighty flipped

Is it voice of the eternal?
Is it hand of the unseen?
Came as nomad and intruder
With a pair of wooden sticks

And says, "Hey brothers
Hey, how is it napping on wagon full of hay?
Don't mind me, I'll be just a-startin'
Here fire in old-fashioned way"

We'll be starting, starting fire
In an old fashioned way
We'll be starting, starting fire
In an old fashioned way
Ain't no nothin', just take it all away
With two wood sticks and some hay
Startin' fire in old-fashioned way

Well, I'll be leaving now, my friends
Following the Springs
You can usually profound me
In between of my wings

I guess we'll be starting fire
In an old fashioned way
I guess we'll be starting fire
In an old fashioned way
Ain't no nothin', just take it all away
With two wood sticks and some hay

Startin' fire in old-fashioned way