Lyrics Harry Connick, Jr.

Harry Connick, Jr.

A Spoonful of Sugar

In every job that must be done

There is an element of fun

You find the fun and snap

The job's a game

In every task you undertake

Becomes a piece of cake

A lark, a spree

It's very clear to see

That a spoonful of sugar

Helps the medicine go down

The medicine go down

Medicine go down

Just a spoonful of sugar

Helps the medicine go down

In a most delightful way

A robin feathering his nest

Has very little time to rest

While gathering his

Bits of twine and twig

Though quite intent in his pursuit

He has a marry tune to toot

He knows a song

Will move the job along

For a spoonful of sugar

Helps the medicine go down

The medicine go down

Medicine go down

Just a spoonful of sugar

Helps the medicine go down

In a most delightful way

The honeybees that brings the nectar

From the flowers to the comb

Never tire ever buzzing to and fro, no

Because they take a little nip

From every flower that they sip

And hence they find

Their tast is not a grind

For a spoonful of sugar

Helps the medicine go down

The medicine go down

Medicine go down

Just a spoonful of sugar

Helps the medicine go down

In a most delightful way

In a most delightful way