Frog

Once upon a time,
on a quiet summer's evening an old man
was rowing an old boat across an ancient lake

A little frog jumped up onto the end of
the boat, and the frog said to the old man:
"Old man, if you kiss me,
I will turn into a beautiful young
princess and you can do whatever you want with me."

And the old man smiled at the frog and kept
on rowing his old boat across the ancient lake

And the frog said again:
"Old man, if you kiss me I will turn into a beautiful
young princess and you can do whatever you want with me."

And the old man smiled and looked at the frog and
carried on rowing his old boat across the ancient lake
(You can make a dear friends, you can make a dear friends)
And there was a long silence while the guitar played

(You can make a dear friends, you can make a dear friends)

The frog said to the old man: "Old man, why won't you kiss me?"

The old man looked at the frog and stopped rowing his old boat across
the ancient lake, put his hands in the air and shrugged his
shoulders and said: "At my age I'd rather have a talking frog."

You can make a dear friends, you can make a dear friends