Have you ever heard the story of Doodle and Riff?
Who lived up in the big oak tree
Where all year long they did their thing
While Doodle made art, Riff loved to sing
Doodle carved lines in the old tree’s bark
Riff’s music soared wild on the wind
They never got tired in the leaves up above
Just a-carryin’ on with their labor of love
Often it seemed they were groovin’ as one
It was easy to become transfixed
By the Doodle-flow patterns as Riff sang along
Wonderin’ which was the artwork and which was the song
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Simple fun creating
Such a thrill to do
Riff-a-Doodle-Riff-a-Doodle
Riff-a-Doo, too
A day of Doodle-Riffin’
And ya can’t be blue
The forest creatures all would come from miles around
To behold the Doodle-Riffin’ first hand
Enraptured and enchanted by what they would see and hear
It restored their faith in wonder and it warded off fear
All the critters rocked with Love and oh, how they’d sway
It was a mesmerizing sight to behold
You shoulda seen the happiness the pilgrimage would bring
Just to see the Doodle-Dance and to hear Riff sing
One day you’ll go and find ‘em on a journey of your own
All you really need to do is look
Their lesson’s real clear in every heart and soul of joy
And in creative fun and every girl and every boy
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Simple fun creating
Such a thrill to do
Riff-a-Doodle-Riff-a-Doodle
Riff-a-Doo, doo
We’re all a-Doodle-Riffin’
And you can, too