Sophia and her mama and her papa
And her little baby brother on the floor
They lived way up high in a tree in the sky
Way up high where the birds liked to fly
Fly, fly
Sophia liked to sing really loud
When she'd sing she'd shake the ground
She'd shake all of the leaves
Off all the trees
All of the leaves when she'd open her mouth
Mouth, mouth
Sophia's mama, papa, and baby brother
Said Sophia you can't sing so loud
Try to sing way down low like a baritone
Way down low in whispered tones
Tones, tones
Sophia tried to sing really low
As she sang the leaves began to grow
All of the leaves back on all the trees
All of the leaves when she sang so low
Low, low
Then Sophia tried to sing really high
Higher than the butterflies can fly
Way up high, near the clouds in the sky
Way up high where the birds like to fly
Fly, fly
Sophia and her mama and her papa
And her little baby brother on the floor
They all liked to sing about everything
They all liked to sing different notes
Notes, notes
Mama sang so pretty and so high
Papa sang so loud and so low
Sophia and her brother sang somewhere in the middle
Somewhere in the middle of the notes
Notes, notes