So you think you paid the baker
for the bread we make today
And you think you paid
the miller for the grain
But nobody paid the maker
for the things that made it grow
Like the air and the sunshine and the rain.
Now, you don't grumble
when you pay your room and board.
When the landlord comes around,
you don't complain.
So the least that you can do
is thank the Lord
for the air and the sunshine and the rain.
As you travel down the highway
in a bright and shiny car,
makes no difference if it's
Cadillac or Ford.
You must pay for oil and gasoline,
but air and wa ter's free.
Don't you think that
you should pause
and thank the Lord?
Now, you don't grumble
when you play your room and board.
When the landlord comes around,
you don't complain.
So, the least that you can do
is thank the Lord.
For the air, and the sunshine,
and the rain.
You can be the poorest hobo,
or the richest man in town,
but the things that really count,
you get your share.
For a man with lots of money,
sometimes can't afford a smile,
While the hobo is a sunshine millionaire.
Now you don't grumble
when you pay your room and board.
When the landlord comes around
you don't complain.
So the least that you can do
is thank the Lord
For the air and the sunshine and the rain.
For the air and the sunshine and the rain.
I guess y 'all heard about the three bears,
didn't you? You know, the big bear
and the middle -sized bear
and the little bear.
Well there was three old maids,
there was a big old maid
and a middle -sized old maid
and the little old maid,
and they all took a tramp
in the woods.
Oh, you're quick tonight.
All right, they took a walk,
a walk in.
They wanted their soup to cool.
Well, when they come back,
they walked in the kitchen,
and the big old maid said,
somebody been eating my soup.
And the middle son said,
somebody been eating my soup.
and the little one said,
somebody eaten my soup
and eat it all up.
So they went on into the living room.
And the big old maid said,
somebody been sitting in my chair.
And the little sign said
somebody was set in my chair.
And the little one said,
somebody's been sitting in my chair
and broke it down.
So they went on into the bedroom.
All right, all right. right.
And the big one,
you're way ahead of me, I know.
And the big old maid said,
somebody's been sleeping in
my bed.
in the middle of time, she said,
somebody's eating my bed.
And way in there in the room,
the little old maid said,
good night, girls.
Ha. Ha. Ha. Ha. Ha.
Now let's sing them a pretty song,
boys.
And who starts it off?
Me?