The Library Song

The Library Song

In Your Library

The Library Song

It’s midnight, and those wild and crazy library books are dancing on the shelves

You can see them, as the moonlight glistens through the windows dancing by themselves

The cooking books are fighting down in hospitality

Over who’s the better chef to cook a feast for you and me

Because it’s midnight and the books can’t rest upon the shelves with all that energy.

The Library Song

In Your Library

The Library Song

There’s IT, where they’re muttering together in a corner of the shelves

Holding meetings, in a strange enchanted language that they only know themselves

And the books we have on nursing keep on bandaging aged care

‘cause they think that older people need some tender loving care

And in child care, the children’s books are plotting to break out and play a dare.

The Library Song

In Your Library

The Library Song

You can help us; you can take them home and read them, until they’re very tired

You can help us, you can take them home and read them, and bring them back expired

‘Cause a book’s just like a puppy, it just wants to run and play

It can’t be left upon a shelf to sit alone all day

And now it’s morning, and the books just need a helping hand to take them out today.

The Library Song

From Your Library