For the eleventh year in a row, we must sing to the birthday boy.
That's A., in case you didn't know. And the song we always sing is one I write every year to the tune of "The Candyman Can." I call mine "The Woodchuck Man Can."
The previous ten versions start here, and if you really want to, you can click your way through the past decade of songs. It might take awhile. That's a lot of songs.
Okay! Here we go!
Who can drive a schoolbus
Who can build a wall so my garden will look nice?
The woodchuck man
The woodchuck man can
The woodchuck man can
'Cause he uses what he has and makes it work for him.
Who can build a truck cage
To transport several lambs?
Who can fix the neighbor's chimney high above the rangeland?
The woodchuck man
The woodchuck man can
The woodchuck man can
'Cause he uses what he has and makes it work for him.
Happy birthday to A., the most useful woodchuck I know.
2 comments:
Happy Birthday, A!!!
Happy Birthday A.
Post a Comment