King of the Lily Pad

A little frog on a lily pad,

Sippin' whiskey, feelin' glad,

King of the lake, what a sight to see,

Floatin' in the sun, he’s wild and free.

Big ol' belly, bounce in his croak,

Jack Daniels half gone, oh what a joke,

Gaze on the water, the day drifts by,

Chasin' the ripples, under the sky.

What’s a frog to do, with a heart so light?

Take a leap of faith or stay through the night?

Clouds in his head, dreams on the rise,

Life's just a croak under friendly skies.

Oh, little frog, dance on your pad,

Sip on the bottle, don’t be sad,

Kings don’t worry, they just let it flow,

Ride on the river, let the good times grow.

Friends in the reeds, they're all gather 'round,

A party of nature, without a sound,

Toadstools and dragonflies, a jubilant scene,

Nothing but laughter, light, and sheen.

Should I chase the stars or stay in my groove?

High as a kite or keep on the move?

Life on a lily pad shining so bright,

A frog’s got decisions, but isn’t it right?

Oh, little frog, dance on your pad,

Sip on the bottle, don’t be sad,

Kings don’t worry, they just let it flow,

Ride on the river, let the good times grow.

Forget all the weight, let it all go,

High above worries, find your own flow,

Little frog dreaming, in a world so big,

Underneath the moonlight, it's time to dig.

So he takes a sip and gazes wide,

The night is his and he’s filled with pride,

King of the lake, he’ll dance till the dawn,

In the heart of the waters, where dreams are drawn.