Shirley Temple - The World Owes Me A Living lyrics

Oh the world owes me a living Deedle dardle doodle deedle dum Oh the world owes me a living Deedle dardle doodle deedle dum If I worked hard all day I might Sleep badder when in bed at night I sleep all day so that's alright Deedle dardle doodle deedle dum There once was an old gra**hopper Who could only think of fun He looked on work as something too Unpleasant to be done He loved to sit in the summer sun And fiddle all day long While dozing there he played this air And singed this little song The north wind blew the leaves away When winter came one stormy day The snow fell fast upon the ground No food nor shelter could be found This old gra**hopper sad and weak Could hardly hop or view his feet He slipped, He fell Poor Chap, Farewell Some ants stayed in their hilly home Looked out and saw him sneezing They soaked his feet in mustard sauce He grew better soon Now every day they hear him play And sing this little tune Oh I owe the world a living Deedle dardle doodle deedle dum, ah-choo! Oh I owe the world a living Deedle dardle doodle deedle dum, ah-choo! I got a bad cold in my head You ants were right the time you said You've got to work for all you get Deedle dardle doodle deedle dum, ah-choo