There was a boy, A plumb enchanted boy They say he wandered fer Yes he wandered fer On land and sea He was kinda shy with one bad eye But a real wise guy was he
And then one day This feller passed my way And, man, we chewed the fat About this and that And he done said to me “The durndest thing You'll ever learn Is how to love …
Well, whaddya know And get a little lovin' right back
One, two, three, four One, two, three, four One, two, three, four One, two, three, four
I'm unbelievable, huh?
Mother nature!
Tee wooble diddy addy um dum
You tell them about the boy, Hartorn.
All right, Skippy. The boy I mean was also peachy keen, a real gone guy from Goneville. He was scatty-boo and oogly too, and he lived in Passahogan. He built his nest
Yes, that's the boy
Wait! Wait! Wait a minute! Come in later.
Excuse me!
That's all right, but just wait. He built his nest in a big oak tree, and I gotta skip down One happy day in a big café, there was something that caught his eye. The menu read, well, here's what it said: fresh
Yes, that's the boy
Wait a minute! Wait! Wait! Fresh hoganberry pie. Oh, neat!
The sad-eyed boy exclaimed
Exactly!
Yes, that's the boy
Oh, go ahead
The plumb enchanted boy, That boy that wandered fer, so very fer, Over land and sea, He was awful shy, account of his bad eye, But a real wise guy was he.
Then one day This gasper passed my way, And, man, we threw some guff About things and stuff, And this he said to me
The durndest thing you ever learn is just to love and then return, And love some more and get a little lovin' right back.