(Noel Murphy / Stan Crowther)There once was a very very holy vicar
Who was walking along the street one day
When he heard a little voice saying, Excuse me, Vicar
Oh help me, Vicar, this voice did say
The vicar looked around and all he could see
Was a tiny frog sitting on the ground
Oh my dear little froggie, did you speak to me
Was it you who spoke when I heard that sound
Oh yes, said the frog, please help me, Vicar
For I'm not really a frog, you see
I'm a choirboy really, but a wicked fairy
Cast a nasty spell on me
And the only way that I can be saved
From that wicked spell, this little frog said
Is for someone to take me and to put me in a place
Where a holy man has laid his head
So the vicar took him home and he put him in his pillow
And there he lay till the break of day
And the very next morning - a blessed miracle
The spell was broken I'm pleased to say
For there was a choirboy in bed with the vicar
And I hope you think this all makes sense
For there, my Lord and members of the jury
Rests the case for the defence
(as sung by Noel Murphy)