The Frog Song by Bob Miller Lyrics

I'm a little merry frog
And I am another
That old lady on the log
She's our darling mother
Father had his legs cut off
But the Frenchmen ate them
Naughty wicked cannibals!
How we froggies hate them!

Knee deep, Knee deep. Nee-deep nee-deep nee-deep nee-deep
We're a pair of happy froggies
Singing in the ponds and boggies
Knee deep (etc.)
When we see a naughty boy, in we go, kah-chung

Good Saint Patrick, so they say
Kicked us out of Erin
But we're mighty glad to stay
In the land that we're in
If the naughty boys would be
And quit their naughty throwin'
There's one now-- Good gracious me!
We had bеst be goin'!
Knee deep, knee deep. Beh-dah-dee, beh-dah-dee
Bеh-dah-dee, beh-dah-dee
We're a pair of happy froggies
Singing in the ponds and boggies
Knee deep, (etc.)
When we see a naughty boy, in we go, kah-choo

We once had a brother too
Cute and cunnin' feller
He was spotted green and blue
And a muddy yeller
Every night he'd serenade
And the air he'd fill it
A Frenchman ended his career
Put him in a skillet

Knee deep, knee deep, beh-dah-dee (etc)
We're a pair of happy froggies
Singing in the ponds and boggies
Knee deep, knee deep. Nee-deep, (etc.)
When we see a naughty boy
In we go, Kah-chook

And we had a cute sister
Her legs were so pretty
Then one day why we missed her--
Wasn't it a pity--
Cannibals came out our way
Blinded little sister
And they stuck some thing in her--
That was when we missed her
Knee deep, knee deep, beh-dah-dee (etc)
We're a pair of happy froggies
Singing in the ponds and boggies
Knee deep, knee deep. Nee-deep, (etc.)
When we see a naughty boy
In we go, Kah-chook