Will you walk a little faster
Said a whiting to a snail
There's a porpoise close behind us
And he's treading on my tail
See how eagerly the lobsters
And the turtles all advance
They are waiting on the shingle
Will you come and join the dance
Will you, won't you, will you, won't you
Will you join the dance
Will you, won't you, will you, won't you
Won't you join the dance
You can really have no notion
How delightful it will be
When they take us up and throw us
With the lobsters, out to sea
But the snail replied Too far, too far
And gave a look askance
Said he thanked the whiting kindly
But he would not join the dance
Would not, could not, would not, could not
Would not join the dance
Would not, could not, would not, could not
Could not join the dance
What matters it how far we go
His scaly friend replied
There is another shore, you know
Upon the other side
The further off from England
The nearer is to France
Then turn not pale, beloved snail
But come and join the dance
Will you, won't you, will you, won't you
Will you join the dance
Will you, won't you, will you, won't you
Won't you join the dance