the music of the breeze played by the trees
watch the dancing of the leaves
and they're strumming away
that's what the trees like to play
we have a dance away the day
but he makes music when he walks
the horse goes clickity clack
the tractors rattle and hum
i play the pots like drums
well i can dance to anything
the the pitter pat of the cat
the waltz of the horse at it goes clickity clack
the tractor rattles and hums
i play the pots like drums
with the crickets as they play
their tiny violins all day
la la la. boogie woogie woogie