The nightingale sings such a beautiful tune

You can listen all night by the light of the moon

Now my song's not as pretty, but I'll say it again

I am proud to be one of the frogs in the glen

The butterfly is such a colorful thing

With an orange and yellow and black on its wing

Now I'm only green, but I'll say it again:

I am proud to be one of the frogs in the glen

The deer can jump higher

The fish can swim faster

Than ever a froggy swam

But a deer can't dive deep

And a fish can't "Re-beep"

So I'm proud to be what I am

Be proud of your flippers and the flies you can catch

And the logs that you leap and the eggs you will hatch

We're under the stars, and we're smaller than men

But I'm proud to be one of the frogs in the glen

Now sing it with me, and we'll say it again:

I am proud to be one of the frogs in the glen