in the grass he frolics about
just like spring has sprung
he sniffs around for his nut
but all he smells is dung
his bushy tail whips around
and he runs across the lawn
over the bridge and thru the woods
to grandmothers house hes gone
mr nutkin is my hero
how many squirrels
there are zero
except for him
he is cool
mr nutkin rox my sox
mostly brown a little white
just under his tail
he sits around bored all day
and watched the little snail
then he smells a sweet surprise
coming from underground
its his long awaited nut
and below he is bound
mr nutkin is my hero
how many squirrels
there are zero
except for him
he is cool
mr nutkin rox my sox
oh mr nutkin
how i love you so
you are my idol
so stay
dont go
oh mr nutkin
how i love you so
you are my idol
so stay dont go
mr nutkin is my hero
how many squirrels
there are zero
except for him
he is cool
mr nutkin rox my sox
