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I've got Beavers, happy, happy Beavers, I've got Beavers who swim both day and night, I've got Beavers who share and Beavers who care, And Beavers who simply are all right. Chorus: No cares have I to grieve me, No naughty little Beavers to deceive me, I'm happy as a lark, believe me, As I go merrily along. Beavering, oh what fun, Beavering on each one, By the light of the forest moon. Happy is the day, when Beavering came my way As I go merrily along. |