Tom, Tom, The Piper's Son

You can hip, hip hurray



It was growing pop and it couldn't stop



Now it's number one thanks to Tom the piper's son



Tom, Tom, the piper's son



He stole a tune and away he run



And away run he with that melody



Tom was hot, the tune was sweet



But he revamped it with a new off beat



And the classic thing got a shot of swing



Mr. Brahms cried, argh



So did Mozart and Bach



And to hear them rave



Paganini tumbled over in his grave



And now that tune that no one played



Has stepped right up and hit the hit parade



It was growing pop and it couldn't stop



Now it's number one thanks to Tom the piper's son



Tom, Tom, the piper's son



He stole a tune and away he run



And away run he with that melody



Tom was hot, the tune was sweet



But he vamped it with a boogie beat



And the classic thing got a shot of swing



Beethoven turned gray



So did Debussy and Bose



It was such a stew



Tchaikovsky said, "I'm gonna sue"



And now that tune that no one played



Has stepped right up and hit the hit parade



It was growing pop and it couldn't stop



Now it's number one thanks to Tom the piper's son