Swinging Along

Swinging along singing a song Was a lass wearing a pale blue-bonnet It was a beautiful day, the month of May Her bonnet had flowers on it The flowers were pretty it was a pity The girl was on her ownsome She didn't mind she wasn't the kind She never felt sad or lonesome The birds in the trees sang harmonies A barn owl hooted with laughter A dog passing by, gave a poodle the eye She wasn't sure what he was after A pig gave a snort he would report all this jollification To a judge that he knew he was a gnu A little above his station At the end of the day, there was nothing to pay The judge thought the pig's suggestion To summon anyone for having fun Was completely out of the question