[HOMER, sung]
What's made a' stone
But is soft like a pillow?
Where you can lay on top
Or sink down in it?
Where you can get underneath
But it don't crush you?

Come on, think now
You better think now, Floyd
Give it some thought now
It ain't hard

You know; I know you know
I'm a-harkenin' back to a time ago
When a day wasn't done if we didn't raise hell
And the sun put us under a magic spell

(spoken)
You're a dumbass, you know that? You must be the dumbest-

[FLOYD, spoken]
Shut up! I got it

[HOMER]
Well?
[FLOYD]
Sand!

[HOMER]
Sorry

[FLOYD]
But it's made a' stone and soft like a pillow;
You can lay on top or sink down in it

[HOMER]
Yeah, but that ain't this riddle and you ain't got it yet, so keep thinkin', and use your brain this time

(sung)
What's made a' stone
But's soft like a pillow?

[FLOYD, spoken]
I already told you, Homer. I said "sand," like “The Great Sand Cave!”

[HOMER, spoken]
And I said, "Sorry"

(sung)
What's made a' stone
But’s soft like a pillow?
Where you can float on top
Or dive down in it?
Where you can sink underneath
But it don't crush you?
Come on, think now
You better think now, Floyd
Give it some thought, now
It ain't hard!

You know; I know you know
I'm a-harkenin' back to a time ago
When you'd say to me
"Homer, are you ready? Are you set?"
And I'd say to you
"Floyd, are you ready to get wet?"

[FLOYD]
Oh, I know!
What's soft just like a pillow
Made a' rock, carved in stone?
The answer to the riddle surely is the quarry

[BOTH]
The quarry!

[FLOYD]
The sun beatin' down
On our faces all blisterin' hot, Homer
We'd run off alone
To our own secret spot, Homer
Under the shade
'Side our ol' fishin' hole
We'd each have some worms
And an ol' fishin' pole

[HOMER]
With school far away
Like it weren't there at all, Floyd
We'd hook for a day
And we'd sure as hell have us a ball, Floyd

Go for a swim
Just to cool off our hide
Float on top with the sky open wide!

[FLOYD, spoken]
Alright, okay. I got one for you!

(sung)
What's got a trunk and a tail
And fifty limbs?

[HOMER, spoken]
Shh. I'm concentrating on digging, Floyd

[FLOYD, spoken]
You’re not concentrating, you fibber
You’re just a wee bit slow in the head
Just like you always been, a wee bit slow

(sung)
What's got a trunk and a tail and fifty limbs?
That you can ride all day
But you don't go nowhere
Only front to back, and to and fro?

Come on, think now
You better think now, Homer
Give it some thought now
It ain't hard!

You know; I know you know
I'm a-harkenin' back to a time ago
When a day didn't end
When you couldn't catch us tryin'
To ride it high 'til it felt like flyin'

[HOMER]
Oh, I know!
The answer to the riddle
Trunk and a tail and fifty limbs!
The answer to the riddle
Surely, is the swing tree!

[BOTH]
The swing tree!

[HOMER]
We'd shimmy on up
Like we're going after a squirrel, Floyd

[FLOYD]
Da, da, dacky, dicky, da
Da, da, dacky, dicky, dicka

[HOMER]
Up to the crook
Where we can look down on the world, Floyd

[FLOYD]
Da, da, dacky, dicky, da
Da, da, dacky, dicky, dicka

[HOMER]
Out on a limb
Where that ol' rope was hung
High 'bove the water
Waitin' to be swung

[FLOYD]
Da, da, dacky, dicky, da

[BOTH]
Da, da, dacky, dicky, dicka
Slide down the rope
And my legs start to pump, Homer (Floyd)

[HOMER]
Da, da, dacky, dicky, da

[FLOYD]
Da, da, dacky, dicky, dicka

[BOTH]
My heart starts to pound
And my head starts to thump, Homer (Floyd)

[FLOYD]
Da, da, dacky, dicky, da…

[HOMER]
Da, da, dacky, dicky, dicka

[BOTH]
Higher and higher I'm swingin' along
We get to singin'
That ol' swingin' song!

Da, da, dacky, dicky, da
Da, da, dacky, dicky, dicka
Da, da, dacky, dicky, da
Da, da, dacky, dicky, dicka
Da, da, dl'dicky, dicky, dicka
Da, da, dl'dicky, dicky, dicka
Da, da