Well, legend has it that the moss grows on the north side of the trees
Well, legend has it that when the rain comes down, all the worms come up to breathe
Well, legend has it that when the sunbeams come, all the plants they eat them with
their leaves

Well, legend has it that the world spins round on an axis of twenty-three degrees.
But have you heard the story of the rabbit in the moon
Or the cow that hopped the planets, while straddling a spoon
Or she, who leapt up mountains, while whistling up a tune

And swapped her songs with swallows, while riding on a broom.
Well we can all learn things both many and a-few
From that old hunched woman who lived inside a shoe
Or the girl that sang all day and by night she ate tear soup