Whitlams Hollow Log
Inside a hollow log a rabbit makes his home It burrows deep inside it's sheltered from the storm And when the rain has stopped the rabbit gets the urge to hop And hops and hops and hops and hops He loves the city lights the circus and the sound He loves the buildings and the holes in the ground He plays and bounces 'round until he sees the moon go down then back home again he hops Oh hollow log hollow log he loves his hollow log Living on his own No hot water and no telephone Now two years later he has a family He and his pretty wife a sprout of thirty-three They're all gathered 'round listening to the sound Of the rain falling on their... Hollow log hollow log They love their hollow log Living in harmony Ma and pa and - 1 2 3 4 5 6 - thirty-three
