There are fairies at the bottom of our garden! It's not so very, very far away;You pass the gardener's shed and you just keep straight ahead; I do so hope they've really come to stay.There's a little wood, with moss in it and beetles, And a little stream that quietly runs through;You wouldn't think they'd dare to come merrymaking there-- Well, they do.
There are fairies at the bottom of our garden! They often have a dance on summer nights;The butterflies and bees make a lovely little breeze, And the rabbits stand about and hold the lights.Did you know that they could sit upon the moonbeams And pick a little star to make a fan,And dance away up there in the middle of air? Well, they can.
There are fairies at the bottom of our garden! You cannot think how beautiful they are;They all stand up and sing when the Fairy Queen and King Come gently floating down upon their car.The King is very proud and very handsome; The Queen--now can you guess who that could be(She's a little girl all day, but at night she steals away)?-- Well--it's ME!
