Merchant's Song

"Merchant's Song" Written by Don Bluth

Three Merchants: Clink, clink Clank, clank Give the money to the bank Telling little stories you can trust We never ever fail When we go to make a sale We work a little harder if we must

Boy: Small One, Small One Small One for sale One piece of silver Small One for sale Please Sir. Would you like to buy my donkey?

Potter: No, no, little boy I will not buy That's a sorry bag of bones, I fear I have buyers by the dozens And their mothers and thier cousins Now take the beast and go away from here!

Three Merchants: Whoa! Clink, clink Clank, clank Give the money to the bank Telling little stories you can trust We never ever fail When we go to make a sale We work a little harder if we must

Boy: Small One Small One Small One for sale One piece of silver Small One for sale

Excuse me Would you like to buy my donkey?

Baker: No, no, Boy. What a scrawny, undernourished little beast You will surely realalize Since my wife's a healthy size I'd better buy a horse at least

Three Merchants: A horse? Whoa! Clink, clink Clank clank Give the money to the bank Telling little stories you can trust We never ever fail When we go to make a sale We work a little harder if we must

Boy: Doesn't anybody need a donkey?

Three Merchants: Come come, little boy Take our advice You will never ever find a buyer here Three blocks straight ahead Three blocks he said You will find a jolly auctioner You will find a jolly auctioner

Boy: An auctioner?

Three Merchants: Yes. Now go away.

Whoa! Clink, clink Clank, clank Give the money to the bank Clink, clink Clank, clank Give the money to the bank Clink, clink Clank, clank Give the money to the bank...