The music of the breeze played by the trees
A crazy kind of rhythm
Watch the dancing of the leaves
Branches like fingers
And they're strumming away
The wind like a harp
That's what the trees like to play
Let's have a play day
An anything-you-say day
What do you say, maybe?
We have a dance away the day, day
We're gonna dance
We're gonna dance
We're gonna dance!
My cat can't talk
But he makes music when he walks
With a pitter pat
The horse goes clickity clack
The car horn beeps
Like a symphony
The tractors rattle and hum
I play the pots like drums
A crazy kind of rhythm
Watch the dancing of the leaves
Branches like fingers
And they're strumming away
The wind like a harp
That's what the trees like to play
Let's have a play day
An anything-you-say day
What do you say, maybe?
We have a dance away the day, day
We're gonna dance
We're gonna dance
We're gonna dance!
My cat can't talk
But he makes music when he walks
With a pitter pat
The horse goes clickity clack
The car horn beeps
Like a symphony
The tractors rattle and hum
I play the pots like drums
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