Music by John Henry Sheridan

Lyrics

There’s a garden in Geneva
Where a little creature’s

Ramblin’ through the twigs 
and underneath the figs

Well, if you see her

Oh, my oh my!

She’s a Creepy Caterpillar
A summertime thriller
I can’t help but get the willies
When she’s crawling on the lilies
Oh, my oh my!