Then he raised his shiny bow as black as precious ebony
And he flourished it to play a spritey "fiddle diddle dee"
And he played it high and low and he played it in the middle
He played a simple tune on his tiny little fiddle.
[fiddle solo]
And the Nightingale sang a harmony
And she sang so sweet, and she sang so free
That the Meadowlark joined with a "Tweedle deedle dee"
"Tweedle dee dee dee dee.."
Till the fireflies danced in the willow trees
And lit the dismal night
Then the moon rose high in a silvery balloon
And the flop-eared hare danced a jig with a raccoon
And the bullmoose bellowed, like a cranky old bassoon,
And he said, "What's all the fuss? It's just a simple little tune.
Simple little tune... Simple little tune..."
But Mary smiled and from her troubles,
Unencumbered... Dimmed the light,
Closed her eyes and slumbered.