Apr 142016


Baby bye, here’s a fly, we will watch him, you and I;
How he crawls up the walls, yet he never falls;
I believe, with those six legs, you and I could walk on eggs;
There he goes, on his toes, tickling baby’s nose.

Spots of red dot his head; rainbows on his wings are spread;
That small speck is his neck, see him nod and beck;
I can show you, if you choose, where to look to find his shoes;
Three small pairs, made of hairs, these be always wears.


Song pdf with chords & midi below


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