Follow the Band



My husband's a mason, a mason, a mason

My husband's a mason, a mason is he

All day he lays bricks, he lays bricks,

He lays bricks

And at night he comes home and drinks tea.



Hey rig-a-jig, kiss a little pig

Follow the band

Follow the band with your tool in your hand

Hey rig-a-jig, kiss a little pig

Follow the band

Follow, follow the band



My husband's a plumber, a plumber, a plumber

All day he screws pipes, he screws pipes,

And at night he comes home and drinks tea

My husband's a carpenter, a carpenter, a carpenter

All day he bangs boards, he bangs boards

And at night he comes home and drinks tea



My husband's a jockey, a jockey, a jockey

All day he mounts horses, he mounts horses

And at night he comes home and drinks tea



My husband's a postman, a postman, a postman

All day he licks stamps, he licks stamps

And at night he comes home and drinks tea



My husband's an executive, an executive, an executive

All day he succeeds, he succeeds

And at night he comes home and drinks tea

My husband's a folk singer, a folk singer, a folk singer

All day he plucks strings, he plucks strings

And at night he comes home and drinks tea



My husband's a loafer, a loafer, a loafer

All day he drinks tea, he drinks tea

And at night la da dada dada



Note: or "Frig a little pig"

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