Three Little Monkeys Swinging in a Tree - The Singalongasong Band

I had a little nut tree Nothing would it bear But a silver nutmeg And a golden pear The King of Spain's daughter Came to visit me, And all for the sake Of my little nut tree Her dress was made of crimson Jet black was her hair She asked me for my nutmeg And my golden pear I said, "So fair a princess Never did I see I'll give you all the fruit From my little nut tree

Ooo she may be weary Young girls they do get weary Wearin' that same old funky dress But ooo while she gets weary, weary Won't you try some ten-tenderness? You know she's there waitin' And anticipatin' For the things she'll never, never have Oh no, no Ooo while she gets weary Won't you try, oh try some tenderness? Mmm hmm hmm And I know it, ha Sentimental don't know why She had love, she had her grief and care But when ah, ha girl Soft words were spoken Make it easier, easy girl, ah ha, easier to bear You know you won't regret it, no ah Young girls they don't forget it Lovin' the same old, same old happiness yeah, ha yeah Ooo, while she get weary, weary Won't you try, oh try some tenderness? I feel good lovin' in the mornin' You got to hold her, Squeeze her Never leave her You got to You got to You got to try some tenderness I feel good love, yeah I feel good love, ow yeah You got to hold her Squeeze her Never leave her Got to Got to Yeah, you got to Try it now, try it, try it, try it, try some tenderness In the mornin' you'll feel good love So I say You got to hold her Squeeze her Never leave her Sock it to me, sock it to me one more time You got to try, hey yeah I feel good love In the mornin' love Great God, you must You got to hold her Squeeze her Never leave her