Letras
Gonna sing a little song about the awesome number four
You start out counting one, two, three and then you count one more
It's handy when you're counting giant faces on a mountain
Or the lucky kind of clover leaves, they all add up to four
Number four counts all the seasons
And the four legs on a chair (Or a bear!)
Number four can count all kinds of things
Like music making fiddle strings
Or even aces, queens or kings
I love that number four
When you play a game of horseshoes
There are four in every set
And you've gotta have four singers
In a barbershop quartet
You can count four cakes a-cookin'
And they're mighty tasty lookin'
You can count four wheels a-turnin'
And you're still not finished yet
Oh, a map shows four directions
North and south and east and west (Four's the best!)
And here's another claim to fame
It's got four letters in its name
My song is done and that's a shame
'Cause I love that number four
I love that number four