A Windmill In Old Amsterdam - Ronnie Hilton

A mouse lived in a windmill in old Amsterdam

A windmill with a mouse in and he wasn’t grousin'

He sang every morning, «How lucky I am Living in a windmill in old Amsterdam!»

I saw a mouse!

(Where?)

There on the stair!

(Where on the stair?)

Right there!

A little mouse with clogs on Well I declare!

Going clip-clippety-clop on the stair

Oh yeah!

This mouse he got lonesome, he took him a wife

A windmill with mice in, it’s hardly surprisin'

She sang every morning, «How lucky I am Living in a windmill in old Amsterdam!»

I saw a mouse!

(Where?)

There on the stair!

(Where on the stair?)

Right there!

A little mouse with clogs on Well I declare!

Going clip-clippety-clop on the stair

Oh yeah!

First they had triplets and then they had quins

A windmill with quins in, and triplets and twins in They sang every morning: «How lucky we are

Living in a windmill in Amsterdam, ya!»

I saw a mouse!

(Where?)

There on the stair!

(Where on the stair?)

Right there!

A little mouse with clogs on Well I declare!

Going clip-clippety-clop on the stair

Oh yeah!

The daughters got married and so did the sons

The windmill had christ’nin’s when no one was list’nin'

They all sang in chorus: «How lucky we are

Living in a windmill in Amsterdam!»

I saw a mouse!

(Where?)

There on the stair!

(Where on the stair?)

Right there!

A little mouse with clogs on Well I declare!

Going clip-clippety-clop on the stair

Oh yeah!

A mouse lived in a windmill, so snug and so nice

There’s nobody there now but a whole lot of mice