Country Joe and the Fish - Porpoise mouth

The ^Bmwhite ducks fly on past the sun, their ^Awings flash silver at the ^Bmmoon. While ^Bmwaters rush down the mountain tongue, my ^Aorgans play a circus ^Bmtune. I ^Adance to the wonder ^Bmof your feet, and ^Asing to the joy of your ^Bmknees. The ^Bmcold white dress on the mountain breast, ^Apaints the frozen ^Bmtrees.

The ^Bmmaple plants patterns in the sky, it s ^Aleaves to kiss the ^Bmwind While ^Bmscores of glittering bugs and flies, dance ^Apolkas on her l^Bmimbs. I ^Awhistle symphonies ^Bmof your face, and ^Alaugh for your hair so ^Bmfine. In ^Bmstartled greens of playground grass, a ^Achild jumps rope to ^Bmrhyme.

^BmReeds and brass, the marching drums, ^Amake a joyous ^Bmsound ^BmTrees bend low with nuts and plums, then ^Afall to find the ^Bmground. I ^Ahunger for your ^Bmporpoise mouth, and ^Astand erect for ^Bmlove. The ^Bmsun burns up the winter sky, and ^Aall the earth is ^Bmlove.