[Verse 1]
All around the cobbler’s bench, the monkey chased the weasel,
The monkey thought ’twas all in fun — pop! goes the weasel!
A penny for a spool of thread, a penny for a needle,
That’s the way the money goes — pop! goes the weasel!
[Verse 2]
Round and round the market square, the monkey starts to wiggle,
He bows, he jumps, he spins about — pop! goes the weasel!
The people cheer from every side, they clap and laugh and giggle,
And when the song comes ’round again — pop! goes the weasel!
[Verse 3]
Up and down the cobblestone, the baker hums his tune,
The fiddler plays beneath the sun, from morning until noon.
The tailor waves his shiny shears, the weasel hides his nose,
The monkey grins from ear to ear — pop! goes the weasel!
[Verse 4]
The blacksmith hammers iron hot, the sparks begin to fly,
The children dance along in step, their voices reaching high!
The milkmaid sings while pouring cream, the rooster starts to crow,
And just as everyone joins in — pop! goes the weasel!
[Verse 5]
Through the fields the echo rings, across the hill and meadow,
The weasel pops behind a fence, the monkey yells, “Hello!”
The laughter fills the countryside, the dogs begin to bark,
The fiddler keeps the rhythm strong ’til evening turns to dark.
[Verse 6]
The baker’s pies are cooling down, the moon begins to rise,
The cobbler packs his tools away, and rubs his sleepy eyes.
But still the tune goes dancing through the whisper of the breeze,
A gentle hum through every home — pop! goes the weasel!
[Bridge]
Around and round the rhythm twirls, the joy will never end,
Each pop a happy little sound that children will defend!
They stomp their feet and clap their hands, they spin with such delight,
For every pop that fills the air makes hearts feel warm and bright!
[Final Verse]
Now day has turned to starry skies, the music starts to dwindle,
But even in their dreams they sing — pop! goes the weasel!
So join the fun and sing along, the tune that never ends,
For every time the music starts — pop! goes the weasel again!
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