THE SPIDER AND THE FLY(2)
Copyright, 1883, by S. Brainard's Sons Co.
Words by Cobb Webb. Music by Eastman.
Now you all have heard the story of the very naughty spider,
Of the cruel, wicked spider and the fly;
And although we don't believe it, yet we everyday perceive it
On the faces we meet when passing by.
There's a charming little lady, and she smiles on you,
You think she is your own forevermore;
But look out, for she's a "spider" and she's catching little "flies,"
While she meets you, smiling sweetly, at the door.
"Won't you walk into my parlor, " says the spider to the poor little fly,
"Come and sit down in the parlor, and don't you be so shy!
For it is the coziest parlor, " says the spider, with a sweet little sigh;
Smile, if you may, but you can't get away, she's got you, Master Fly!
Every fly is fond of sugar, and we all do like to taste it, -
Though we often find it on forbidden ground;
If we meet the naughty spider we will take a seat beside her,
While the other flies " go buzzing round and round.
Oh, these little lumps of sugar, they are sweet, sweet, sweet,
But then you know they come so awful high;
While you're buzzing round to find them you will surely lose your wings,
Then you'll think about the spider and the fly.-Chorus.