When a virus comes a poppin’ up and maybe some phlegm,
my lungs start tinglin’, twitchin’ and itchin’, and sing this little gem:
Oh boy. It’s a comin’. Cough, cough, cough. Somethin’s up me chest today and won’t ease off.
Even Daddy, he’s real strong, lets out a hack. Thar’s a reason fer a coughin’, I say, so best to stand back!
Keep a safe distance, cough into your arm, keep those germs a covered, but don’t be alarmed.
We’ll defeat those meddlesome germs, you, dad and me, with just a few precautions, we’ll be as healthy as can be.
“Thar’s a reason fer a coughin’, I say, and maybe for a bit, my life won’t be so normal, but fightin’ pesky critters, I just won’t quit.