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