Have you heard the Basket Weaver Man?
He will always sell you all he can
He could weave a ripple out of little mountain streams
Or a basket loaded with brand new dreams

All the little babies sing his song
All day long
On his finger there's a rhythm lingers
On his "ra-ta-ta-ta" music
Of the Basket Weaver Man

He could weave a rainbow
He could weave a sunbeam
He could weave a moonbeam
Or the evening star

He could take two sweethearts,
Weave them into one heart
Weave them so they won't part
Very, very far

All the little babies sing his song
All day long
On his finger there's a rhythm lingers
On his "ra-ta-ta-ta" music
Of the Basket Weaver Man

Oh-ya-yah
Oh-ya-yah