I speak on my honour, most musical nation
Of croak! croak! croak!
Leader (maestoso). When the sun rides in glory and makes a light day
’Mid lilies and plants of the water I stray;
Or when the sky darkens with tempest and rain,
I sink like a pearl in my watery domain.
But sinking or swimming I lift up my song,
Or drive a gay dance with my eloquent throng.
Then hey, bubble, bubble,
For a knave’s petty trouble