Old Grumbler
Old Grumbler was dead and lay under the ground, under the ground,
under the ground.
Old Grumbler was dead and lay under the ground. Way high up.
Three apple trees grew right over his head, over his head, over his head.
Three apple trees grew right over his head. Way high up.
The apples were ripe and ready to drop, ready to drop, ready to drop.
The apples were ripe and ready to drop. Way high up.
The East wind came a blowing them off, blowing them off, blowing
them off.
The East wind came a blowing them off. Way high up.
There came an old lady a picking them up, picking them up, picking
them up.
There came an old lady a picking them up. Way high up.
Old Grumbler got up and he gave her a knock, gave her a knock, gave
her a knock.
Old Grumbler got up and he gave her a knock. Way high up.
Which made the old lady go hippety-hop, hippety-hop, hippety-hop.
Which made the old lady go hippety-hop. Way high up.
Old Grumbler lay down with a smile on his face, smile on his face, smile
on his face.
Old Grumbler lay down with a smile on his face. Way high up.
If you want any more you can sing it yourself, sing it yourself, sing it
yourself.
If you want any more you can sing it yourself. Way high up.