I

want

to

tell

you

a

sto-

ry

About

a

lit-

tle

man

If

I

can.

A

gnome

named

Grim-

ble

Grum-

ble.

And

lit-

tle

gnomes

stay

in

their

homes.

Eat-

ing,

sleep-

ing,

drink-

ing

their

wine.

He

wore

a

scar-

let

tu-

nic,

A

blue

green

hood,

It

looked

quite

good.

He

had

a

big

ad-

ven-

ture

A-

midst

the

grass

Fresh

air

at

last.

Win-

ing,

din-

ing,

bid-

ing

his

time.

And

then

one

day

hoo-

ray!

A-

noth-

er

way

for

gnomes

to

say

Ooh,

my.

Look

at

the

sky,

look

at

the

riv-

er

Is-

n't

it

good?

Look

at

the

sky,

look

at

the

riv-

er

Is-

n't

it

good?

Wind-

ing,

find-

ing

plac-

es

to

go.

And

then

one

day

hoo-

ray!

A-

noth-

er

way

for

gnomes

to

say

Ooh,

my.

Ooh,

my.