Far across the ocean in another land
There runs a river to the sea
A place where Nature hasn't lost her voice
You can listen to her whisper in the trees

Caught in Reality, you might not heed the call
It may be Fantasy, but that ain't all, that ain't all

Speak to me of friends and the Wind in the Willows
Let me stop a while by your river
Where Ratty and the Mole
Perhaps will take a stroll
To Badger's stately mansion in the Wild Wood

Otter's with his children by the riverside
Ratty and the Mole have searched all day
Toad's on some adventure where he shouldn't be
An' if he don't watch out they'll take his hall away

Caught in Reality, you might not heed the call
It may be Fantasy, but that ain't all, that ain't all

Speak to me of friends and the Wind in the Willows
The Piper and his music are a-callin' me
The rhythm and the tone
Speak to me of home
And wanderings alone in the Wild Wood

Instrumental Break (Dixieland style)

Oh, you can ride in a motor car
With the Wild and Winsome Toad
Within the touch of a clutch of constables
As you race away the road

If there's weasels in your woodwork
An' there's ferets in your yard
You don't have to worry 'cause you hold every card
When you...

Speak to me of friends and the Wind in the Willows
Grab a brace of pistols lads and follow me
There's a job to be done
Yeah, we got'em on the run
And the battle will be won for the Wild Wood

Speak to me of friends and the Wind in the Willows
The Piper and his music are a-callin' me
The rhythm and the tone
Speak to me of home
And wanderings alone in the Wild Wood