Anne Lloyd, Michael Stewart & Bill Bell - Little Boy With A Big Horn -

His mother said, "Ollie, please stop that noise!"His father said, "Go play with your other toys!"The neighbors cried, "It’s more than we can bear!Take that big brass horn and blow it somewhere else—anywhere!"

Ollie had a horn, a big bright horn,And he blew it from the moment that he was born.He blew it in the parlor, he blew it in the hall,Until he nearly drove them crazy, one and all! His mother said, "Ollie, please stop that noise

Root-toot-toot! Root-toot-toot! Went Ollie’s horn through the heavy gray mist.The captain heard the sound and gave the wheel a twist!"A foghorn!" he cried. "There are rocks ahead!"And he steered the ship to safety instead. Went Ollie’s horn through the heavy gray mist

So Ollie went down to the edge of the sea,As lonely as a little boy can be.But the fog rolled in, as thick as a wall,And a giant ship couldn't see at all! as thick as a wall