The cricket raised his fiddle
And he said, Though I am small
And I know I'll never be
The greatest fiddler of them all
I've played it for the river
And I've played it for the moon
I learned it from the stars
It's just a simple little tune

Then he raised his shiny bow
As black as precious ebony
And he flourished it to play
A sprightly fiddle diddle dee
And he played it high and low
And he played it in the middle
He playеd a simple tune
On his tiny little fiddlе

And the nightingale
Sang a harmony
And she sang so sweet
And she sang so free
That the meadowlark joined
With a tweedle deedle dee
'Til the fireflies danced
In the willow tree
And lit the dismal night
Then the moon rose high
In a silvery balloon
While the flop-eared hare
Danced a jig with the raccoon
And the bull moose bellowed
Like a cranky old bassoon
And he said, What's all the fuss?
It's just a simple little tune

But Mary smiled
And from her troubles unencumbered
Dimmed the light
Closed her eyes and slumbered