Lyrics:
I was out at the Old Mill townA week ago todayWhat I saw was a small gas lampAnd pots made out of clayWhen I wiped off a little dustSmoke began to riseOut of a cloud came a frightful sightOf people running, childAnd they sang, la la la la...When I sat down beside the lampI couldn't believe my eyesThey were blowing a bubble pipeAbout two times the sizeAs they sang, la la la la...It's fun just to beBe what you areSo we are singing this songIt's fun just to beBe what you areSo we are singingA happy songIt's fun just to beBe what you areSo we are singingA happy song... (repeat to fade)