Billy B. - The Natural Science Song and Dance Man

Oh it’s the chorus, the Rain Forest Chorus,
singing everywhere.

Frog croaks from a pool in the tree,
advertising his own availability.
He sings for a mate, if he’s big or small,
with a big bassy croak
or a much higher call… he’s singing

With a snake or an eagle,
or a jaguar, too, a sharp-eyed monkey
knows just what to do.
She calls out to her family, her warning cry.
She’s caught the cagey hunters
with her sharp monkey’s eye.

CHORUS
Oh it’s the chorus, the Rain Forest Chorus,
singing everywhere.
Oh it’s the chorus, the Rain Forest Chorus,
voices in the air.
They’re everywhere, on land, in the air,
and filling every tree.
Oh, it’s the chorus, the Rain Forest Chorus,
singing constantly.

Water moving up those great big trees…
Water escaping from those great big leaves…
The sun and heat will make it rise,
as it condenses in those clear blue skies.
And it rain, rain, rain, rain, rains.

All the birds sing right before dawn,
claiming territory clear and strong.
Too light for the owl. Too dark for the hawk.
So the other birds feel safe to sing and squawk. They’re singing.

CHORUS