Ferdinand the Bull (Instrumental)
Ferdinand the Bull
Oh there once lived a bull a magnificent bull
In a pasture near old Barcelona
He would romp and hed play through the flowers all day
Till he smelled just like eau de cologne-a
He was gentle and kind and his moo was refined
Which the rest of the bulls all resented
So when hed start to moo in a moment or two
Hed have all the cows discontented
Ferdinand, Ferdinand the bull with the delicate ego
Ferdinand, Ferdinand, the heifers all called him amigo
Ferdinand, Ferdinand hed curtsey and greet them politely
He knew how to tango and dance the fandango but he never learned how to fight
Now there once lived a bee, a magnificent bee who was feeling so chuck full of vigor
That he got out of hand and he stung Ferdinand with his sharp little thingamajigger
Ferdinand was so hurt he was pawing the dirt when a bold picador chanced to sight him
Oh! the picador cried as a matter of pride, Ill get my stiletto and fight him!
Ferdinand, Ferdinand, he smiled when the picador faced him,
Ferdinand, Ferdinand, he winked and the picador chased him
Ferdinand, Ferdinand, he viewed the occasion so lightly
When the picador missed him, why Ferdinand kissed him, cause he never learned how to fight,
fight, fight, fight, he never learned how to fight. Ole!