Mr. Small The Watch-repairer Man

Mr. Small, the watch-repairer man

Mended clocks and watches every day

He didn't ask for much from anyone

And so he worked right through both the night and day

Repairing, listening, watching for the tiny particles of dust

That busted all the watches in the town, people came from miles around

To see Mr. Small, he'd not ask for much

Lalalala lalalala

Mr. Small, the watch-repairer man

On his own was old enough to know

That people only said good morning to him

Because no other man could charge so low

Repairing, listening, watching for the tiny particles of dust

That busted all the watches in the town, people came from miles around

To see Mr. Small, he'd not ask for much

Lalalala lalalala

Lalalala lalalala

Mr. Small, the watch-repairer man

Died last Friday in his tiny room

No one came to see him on Sunday

As they lay him beneath the grass at noon

Crying, listening, watching for the tiny particles of dust

That busted all the watches in the town, no one came from miles around

To see Mr. Small, he'd not ask for much

Lalalala lalalala

Lalalala lalalala

Lalalala lalalala

Lalalala lalalala