The nightingale sings such a beautiful tune
You can listen all night by the light of the moon
Now my song's not as pretty, but I'll say it again
I am proud to be one of the frogs in the glen
The butterfly is such a colorful thing
With an orange and yellow and black on its wing
Now I'm only green, but I'll say it again:
I am proud to be one of the frogs in the glen
The deer can jump higher
The fish can swim faster
Than ever a froggy swam
But a deer can't dive deep
And a fish can't "Re-beep"
So I'm proud to be what I am
Be proud of your flippers and the flies you can catch
And the logs that you leap and the eggs you will hatch
We're under the stars, and we're smaller than men
But I'm proud to be one of the frogs in the glen
Now sing it with me, and we'll say it again:
I am proud to be one of the frogs in the glen
