Fiddle De Dee

Fiddle De Dee :




Fiddle-de-dee, Fiddle-de dee,

The Fly has married the humble bee

Says the fly, says he,

Will you marry me ,

And live with me, sweet humble bee?

Says the bee, says she,

I'll under your wing

And you'll never know that I carry a sting

Fiddle-de-dee, Fiddle-de dee,

The Fly has married the humble bee



So, when the parson

Had joined the pair,

They both went out

To take the air.

Fiddle-de-dee, Fiddle-de dee,

The Fly has married the humble bee



And the flies did buzz,

And the bells did ring;

Did ever you hear

So merry a thing?

Fiddle-de-dee, Fiddle-de dee,

The Fly has married the humble bee



And then to think

That of all the flies,

The humble bee

Should carry the prize!

Fiddle-de-dee, Fiddle-de dee,

The Fly has married the humble bee



















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