| B | Bsus4 | G5 | C7 | |
| Trip to | heave and ho, | up down, | to and fro' |
| A | |
| you have no | word |
| B | Bsus4 | |
| trip, trip to a | dream dragon |
| B | Bsus4 | |
| hide your wings in a | ghost tower |
| B | Bsus4 | B | |
| sails crackiling at | ev'ry plate we break |
| B | Bb | |
| cracked by scattered needles |
| A | |
| little minute gong |
| A | |
| coughs and clears his throat |
| A | |
| madam you see before you stand |
| A | |
| hey ho, never be still |
| A | |
| the old original favourite gran |
| A | |
| grasshoppers green herbarian band |
| A | F#7(add | F | |
| and the tune they play in us | confide. | .. |
| B | Bsus4 | G5 | C7 | |
| so trip to | heave and ho, | up down, | to and fro' |
| A | |
| you have no | word |
| F# | F#sus4 | |
| Please leave us | here |
| F# | F#sus4 | F#sus4(add | A | Bsus4 | |
| close our | eyes to the | octopus | ride! |
| F# | F#sus4 | |
| Isn't it good to be | lost in the wood |
| F# F#sus4 F# G(3rd fret) |
| isn't it bad so quiet there, in the wood |
| Ab | Absus4 | |
| twenty even less to | me than I thought |
| Ab | Absus4 | |
| with a | honey plough of yellow | prickly seeds |
| Ab | Absus4 | Bsus4(add | Bb | |
| clover honey pots and | mystic shining | feed... |
| B | Bsus4 | |
| well, the madcap laughed at the | man on the border |
| G5 | C7 | |
| hey ho, | huff the talbot |
| B | Bsus4 | |
| Cheetah he cried shouted | kangaroo |
| B | Bsus4 | |
| so | through their tree they | cried |
| F# | F#sus4 | |
| Please leave us | here |
| F# | F#sus4 | F#sus4(add | a | Bsus4 | |
| close our | eyes to the | octopus | ride! |
| B | Bsus4 | |
| The madcap laughed at the | man on the border |
| G5 | C7 | |
| hey ho, | huff the talbot |
| B | Bsus4 | |
| the winds they blew and the | leaves did wag |
| B | Bsus4 | |
| and they'll never put me | in their bag |
| B | Bsus4 | |
| the seas will reach and | always see |
| B | Bsus4 | |
| so high you go, so | low you creep |
| B | Bsus4 | |
| the winds it blows in | tropical heat |
| B | Bsus4 | |
| the drones they throng on | mossy seats |
| B | Bsus4 | |
| the squeaking door will | always creep |
| B | Bsus4 | |
| two up, two down we'll | never meet |
| B | Bsus4 | |
| so | merrily trip for | good my side |
| F# | F#sus4 | |
| Please leave us | here |
| F# F#sus4 F#sys4(add A) Bsus4 |
| close our eyes to the octopus ride! |