Scales Aren't Just a Fish Thing
Scales Aren't Just a Fish Thing
Willie, bring your little drum
Robin, get your fife, and come
And be merry while you play
Tu-re-lu-re-lu, pat-a-pat-a-pan
We will listen as you play
For a joyful Christmas day
When the men of olden days
Gave the King of Kings their praise
They had pipes on which to play
Tu-re-lu-re-lu, pat-a-pat-a-pan
They had drums on which to play
For the joy of Christmas day
Oo oh oh oh oh
God and man became today
More in tune than fife and drum
So be merry while you play
Tu-re-lu-re-lu, pat-a-pat-a-pan
Come be merry while you play
On this joyous Christmas day
While the angels wing
To the newborn King
I will sing for the blessed Babe
On this joyous Christmas day
God and man became today
More in tune than fife and drum
So be merry while you play
Tu-re-lu-re-lu, pat-a-pat-a-pan
Come be merry while you play
On this joyous Christmas day
While the angels wing
To the newborn King
I will sing for the blessed Babe
On this joyous Christmas day
(Tu-re-lu-re-lu-ra-le. Come and hear them patapan.)
Bring your little drum
Robin, get your fife and come
(Tu-re-lu-re-lu-ra-le. Come and hear them patapan.)
Men of olden days
Gave the King of Kings their praise
(On this joyous Christmas day)
Bring your little drum
Robin, get your fife and come
(Come be merry)
Men of olden days
Gave the King of Kings their praise
(On this joyous Christmas day.)
Bring your little drum
Robin, get your fife and come
(Come be merry)
Men of olden days
Gave the King of Kings their praise
(On this joyous Christmas day)