THE FROG SONG 
Vernon Dalhart & Adaline Hood 


I'm a little merry frog
And I am another.
That old lady on the log
She's our darling mother.
Father had his legs cut off
And the Frenchmen ate them
Naughty wicked cannibals! 
How we froggies hate them!
Knee deep, Knee deep. Nee-deep nee-deep nee-deep nee-deep.
We're a pair of happy froggies
Singing in the ponds and boggies.
Knee deep, Knee deep. Nee-deep nee-deep nee-deep nee-deep.

When we see a naughty boy, in we go, kah-chung.
Good Saint Patrick, so they say,
Kicked us out of Erin,
But we're mighty glad to stay
In the land that we're in.
If the naughty boys would be
And quit their naughty throwin'
There's one now-- Good gracious me!
We had best be goin'!
Knee deep, knee deep. Beh-dah-dee, beh-dah-dee, 
Beh-dah-dee, beh-dah-dee.

We're a pair of happy froggies
Singing in the ponds and boggies.
Knee deep, Knee deep. Nee-deep nee-deep nee-deep nee-deep.
When we see a naughty boy, in we go, kah-choo.
We once had a brother too,
Cute and cunnin' feller.
He was spotted green and blue
And a muddy yeller.
Every night he'd serenade
And the air he'd fill it.
A Frenchman ended his career,
Put him in a skillet.
Knee deep, knee deep, Beh-dah-dee, beh-dah-dee, 
Beh-dah-dee, beh-dah-dee.

We're a pair of happy froggies
Singing in the ponds and boggies.
Knee deep, Knee deep. Nee-deep nee-deep nee-deep nee-deep.
When we see a naughty boy
In we go, Kah-chook.
And we had a cute sister.
Her legs were so pretty.
Then one day why we missed her--
Wasn't it a pity--
Cannibals came out our way
Blinded little sister
And they stuck some thing in her--
That was when we missed her.
Knee deep, Knee deep, Knee deep. Nee-deep nee-deep nee-deep nee-deep.