VERSE 1
Children are you ready to play,
On this another day.
Down where the fir trees grow,
We will be racing.
In the forest deep and wide,
There we will run and hide.
It's the place we love to be,
Come down and see.
CHORUS
We'll be running, racing, hiding, chasing
In and out of the many trees.
We'll be laughing, dancing, singing, shouting
In and out of the many trees.
Oh yeah!