| A wombat lives in a wombat hole, A hole at the base of a tree. A wombat lives in a wombat hole, Deep and dark as can be, can be, Deep and dark as can be. If you should look down a wombat hole, You may well get a surprise. If you should look down a wombat hole, You may come eye to eye, to eye, You may come eye to eye. With a wombat living in a wombat hole, A hole at the base of a tree. I'm looking into the wombat hole, And the wombat's looking at me. Oh, he's got short fat legs and a hairy, hairy nose. He eats roots and leaves wherever he goes. He sleeps in the day and he eats in the night, Just as you'd expect a wombat might, Just as you'd expect a wombat might. A wombat lives in a wombat hole, A hole at the base of a tree. A wombat lives in a wombat hole, Deep and dark as can be, can be, Deep and dark as can be. But never stick your head down a wombat hole, 'Cause you never can tell If the eyes looking out from the wombat hole, Belong to the wombat, well! Oh, he's got short fat legs and a hairy, hairy nose. He eats roots and leaves wherever he goes. He sleeps in the day and he eats in the night, Just as you'd expect a wombat might, Just as you'd expect a wombat might, Just as you'd expect a wombat might. |
| A wombat lives in a wombat hole, A hole at the base of a tree. A wombat lives in a wombat hole, Deep and dark as can be, can be, Deep and dark as can be. If you should look down a wombat hole, You may well get a surprise. If you should look down a wombat hole, You may come eye to eye, to eye, You may come eye to eye. With a wombat living in a wombat hole, A hole at the base of a tree. I'm looking into the wombat hole, And the wombat's looking at me. Oh, he's got short fat legs and a hairy, hairy nose. He eats roots and leaves wherever he goes. He sleeps in the day and he eats in the night, Just as you'd expect a wombat might, Just as you'd expect a wombat might. A wombat lives in a wombat hole, A hole at the base of a tree. A wombat lives in a wombat hole, Deep and dark as can be, can be, Deep and dark as can be. But never stick your head down a wombat hole, 'Cause you never can tell If the eyes looking out from the wombat hole, Belong to the wombat, well! Oh, he's got short fat legs and a hairy, hairy nose. He eats roots and leaves wherever he goes. He sleeps in the day and he eats in the night, Just as you'd expect a wombat might, Just as you'd expect a wombat might, Just as you'd expect a wombat might.
Credits Song: Australian children's song Animation & text: Courtesy of EZTales Selected by: Anthony Hall Hosted by: Droomwevers World of Music - www.droomwevers.nl Copyright: Fair use principle, for educational purposes. |