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

Crickets have a talent

And they play quite well

Violins so small

They squeak for us all

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

Yeah well I can dance to anything

The breeze in the trees

The the pitter pat of the cat

The waltz of the horse at it goes clickity clack

The car horns that beeps

The tractor rattles and hums

I play the pots like drums

With the crickets as they play

Their tiny violins all day

Let's have a play day

An anything-you-say day

What do you say maybe

We have a dance away the day day

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

La La La

Boogie woogie woogie

Boogie woogie

La La La