by May Irwin (1907!)
Way down south in the yankety-yank,
A bull frog jumped from bank to bank,
just because he’d nothing better for to do.
He stubbed his toe and fell in the water;
you could hear him holler for a mile and a quarter,
Just because he’d nothing better for to do.
Well there’s lots of people like that foolish frog of mine,
Who get themselves in trouble just to pass the time,
said there’s lots of people like that foolish frog of mine,
just because they’ve nothing better for to do.
