Upon my shoulders, on my face,At my waist, and by my side,And then behind me they will hide.Then I will raise them way up highAnd let my fingers fly, fly, fly.Then clap, clap, clap, and one, two, three—Just see how quiet they can be.
Words: Louise B. Scott, b. 1914Music: Lucille F. Wood, 1915–1986© 1954 by Bowmar Noble. Copyright renewed 1982. Reprinted by permission of Belwin Mills Publishing Corp. All rights reserved.