Son Little
Miss Ona
Miss Ona Henrietta
I'm calling on you
I'm looking for a feather
To burn up on cue
We rising on these ashes
Now you're free, ain't you?
Miss Ona Henrietta
Can you help me find a feather?
Can you help me find a feather?
Well, Can you help me find a feather, oh
Well, Can you help me find a feather