Music Valley

Music Valley, Where the Music Grows
by
Robin Hall

Deep in the forest is a magic valley filled with farms.
Look a bit closer, I will tell you its charms.
At the fiddle farm, where all the fiddles grow,
You plant fiddle seeds in big long rows.
You plant bow seeds too, and before you know
You have a lot of fiddles and you have a lot of bows.
Fiddledefiddledefiddledo!

Right next door more music grows.
Drum seeds get planted in nice round rows.
You plant drum stick seeds just so so
You have a lot of drums and sticks to make them go.
RatatatatatatRatatatatatat!!

Right down the road where tubas grow,
You plant tuba seeds in curlyque rows.
You plant french horns too in smaller curly rows,
You have french horns high and tubas down low.
Oompapaoompapapa;oouoouoouohohoh!!!

Music Valley, where the music grows
Has lots of farmers and lots and lots of rows.
Across the street the trumpets grow.
You plant trumpet seeds, in trumpety rows.
You plant trombone seeds in sliding rows.
You have trumpets at the windows and trombones at the do's.
Dodododododo, doO, doO, doO, doO!!!!

If close your eyes, who knows?
You might find your own farm with rows and rows.
You might find a car farm and down the road
Find a truck farm where the trucks all grow.
Zoom Zoom Zoom zzzzzzzzzzzzooooommmm..