They Sing and They Chant

They sing and they chant and they chant and they sing As they load the trucks that are heading to golden mouse king. They make noises that sound like hippy yippy high my may Making merry their work, as they load the truck that is on its way What are they sending me? The king asks his advisor Miles. Not sure, but if you could hear them, you would have lots of smiles The king listened at the window and was singing hippy yippy high my may It made him happy to hear his subjects, who were chanting today.