“I'm high as a kite” he said, setting fire to the flower bed

The captain cried “full steam ahead

Let's dance together under the primrose sky”

 

“Be damned if I'll come down” he called, climbing up the garden wall

“It's all for one not one for all

Let's dance together under the primrose sky”

 

And they dance for strawberry Sundays

And they dance for the moonshine knights

 

Tweedledum and Tweedledee, chopping down the cherry trees

The walrus cried “come follow me

Let's dance together under the primrose sky”

 

“I swear it is the truth” he lied, the mirror cracked from side to side

And as he fled he turned and cried

“Let's dance together under the primrose sky”

 

And they dance for strawberry Sundays

And they dance for the moonshine knights

And they dance for stories of glory

Down the garden path to the wishing well

 

So happily we tread the road

And follow donkeys stacked with gold

A flowered path to dreams untold

Let's dance together under the primrose sky

 

And they dance for strawberry Sundays

And they dance for the moonshine knights

And they dance for stories of glory

Down the garden path to the wishing well

 

Take me to your mountains green

Lead me to your pleasant land