The
Peter Rabbit Scrunch
(Under the Gate, That
is . . .)
Lyrics: Cherry Carl
and Lucy Jensen
(To the tune of: "Down in the Meadow in an Itty Bitty Pool")
Down in the garden where
the veggies are so green,
Was Little Peter Rabbit munching on a lima bean,
Run, Peter Rabbit, don't you know it's getting late?
But he ate, and he ate,
'Til he had a tummyache!
Hop, hop, nibble, nibble,
hear that bunny crunch,
Little Peter Rabbit wants a carrot for his lunch,
Run, Peter Rabbit, don't you know it's getting late?
So he ran, and he ran,
"Til he reached the garden gate!
Stop, stop, wiggle,
wiggle, do the bunny squeeze,
Little Peter Rabbit knows he ate too many peas,
Run, Peter Rabbit, don't you know it's getting late?
So he scrunched, and he scrunched,
Right under the gate!
Where
is Peter?
Lyrics: Cherry Carl
and Lucy Jensen
(Sung to the tune of "Skip to My Lou")
Flopsy - Mopsy - Cottontail,
Putting berries in a pail,
Being good, just like they should,
Flopsy - Mopsy - Cottontail.
Where is Peter? Do you know?
Eating lettuce in a row,
Chant: Ohhhhh, Nooooo!
Ohhhhh, Nooooo! (no music)
To the garden he did go!
Flopsy - Mopsy - Cottontail,
Took the berries in their pail,
Home to make a pie to bake,
Flopsy - Mopsy - Cottontail.
Where is Peter? Do tell me.
Home in bed where he should
be!
Chant: Ohhhhh, Nooooo!
Ohhhhh, Nooooo! (no music)
All he gets is camomile*
tea!
After the last verse, everyone can say together sorrowfully:
Poooooooor Peter Rabbit . . .
Note: camomile* tea comes from a
plant with a daisy-like flower and it is brewed as a medicine, in this case for
Peter Rabbit's upset tummy!
Oh, Dear, What Can the
Matter Be?
Lyrics: Jensen
(Sung to the tune of "Oh, Dear, What Can the Matter Be?)
Oh, dear, what can the matter be?
Oh, dear, what can the matter be?
Oh, dear, see Mrs. Rabbit, she's
making some camomile tea.
Who's that, eating those blackberries?
Who's that, eating those blackberries?
Flopsy, Mopsy, and Cottontail,
won't need some camomile tea.
Oh, dear, what can the matter be?
Oh, dear, what can the matter be?
Oh, dear, poor Peter Rabbit, he's
taking some camomile tea.
The Escape
Lyrics: Lucy Jensen
(Sung to the tune of "Old McDonald Had a Farm")
Old McGregor had a hoe! E - I - E - I -
O!
Planting onions in a row! E - I - E - I - O!
With a scritch-scratch here, and a scritch-scratch there,
Here , scritch, there, scratch, everywhere a scritch-scratch,
Old McGregor had a hoe! E - I - E - I - O!
Peter Rabbit saw the hoe! E - I - Oh,
No, No!
Said he from the wheelbarrow! E - I - Oh, No, No!
With an Oh, No, here, and an Oh, No, there,
Here, Oh, there, No, everywhere an Oh, No!
Peter Rabbit saw the hoe! E - I - Oh, No, No!
Hasten, Peter, don't be slow! E - I - E
- I - Go!
The gate's beyond McGregor's hoe! E - I - E - I - Go!
With a hip-hop here, and a hip-hop there,
Here a hip, there a hop, everywhere a hip-hop,
Hasten, Peter, don't be slow! E - I - E - I - Go!
If you wiggle to and fro, E - I - E - I
- O!
Underneath the gate you'll go! E - I - E - I - O!
With a wiggle-waggle here, and a wiggle-waggle there,
Here wiggle, there waggle, everywhere a wiggle-waggle,
Now you're free to safely go! E - I - E - I - O!
The Sparrow Song
Lyrics: Lucy Jensen
(Sung to the tune of "Did You Ever See a Lassie?")
In the garden we were flying,
Were flying, were flying,
When we heard a bunny crying,
It must have been you.
Don't worry; just hurry!
Don't worry; just scurry!
You must leave your little jacket,
Your jacket of blue.
Bunny, dear, you must keep trying,
keep trying, keep trying,
From your jacket you'll be sliding,
And soon you'll be loose.
Don't worry; just hurry!
Don't worry; just scurry!
You must leave your little jacket,
Your jacket of blue.
Mrs. Rabbit's Warning
Lyrics: Lucy Jensen
(Sung to the tune of "Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star")
Mrs. Rabbit:
To the baker's I must run,
To buy bread and currant buns.
While I'm gone, have bunny fun,
Picking berries one by one.
Don't go near that garden gate.
McGregor's hoe will be your fate!
Mrs. Rabbit and Animal Chorus:
Stay away from garden beans,
Cabbages and parsley greens.
Through the flowers you may hop,
Near the garden you must stop.
Listen to this warning, do.
Don't become McGregor's stew!
Flopsy:
Don't you worry, Mother dear.
Mopsy: Have no worry; have no fear.
Cottontail: We'll pick berries on by one.
Peter: Then come home when
day is done.
All bunnies: Listen to our promise true.
We won't be McGregor's stew!
The Peter Rabbit Operetta
by Lucy Jensen