Poppa Piccolino
Italian Title: Papaveri E Papere
Composer(s): Vittorio Mascheroni; Bob Musel;
Mario Panzeri; Giuseppe Rastelli
Performer(s): Diana Decker; 
and various other artists



All over Italy they know his concertina
Poppa Piccolino, Poppa Piccolino
He plays so prettily to every signorina
Poppa Piccolino from sunny Italy

Oh listen to the music I hear
Oh Poppa Piccolino is near
To win a smile or maybe a tear
Before travelling on

A vagabond who wanders along
A millionaire, but only in song
As though the world
Might really belong to him

This fellow plays a melody so mellow
That everyone keeps shouting "Bello, Bello"

All over Italy they know his concertina
Poppa Piccolino, Poppa Piccolino
He plays so prettily to every signorina
Poppa Piccolino from sunny Italy

No matter what the calendars show
It can't be spring, and I ought to know
Until I hear him singing "'allo, `allo I'm here again"

A flower in his battered old hat
And a smile for every doggie and cat
And children get the friendliest pat of all

I'll give his name so if you ever meet him
Then you will know exactly how to greet him

All over Italy they know his concertina
Poppa Piccolino, Poppa Piccolino,
He plays so prettily to every signorina
Poppa Piccolino from sunny Italy

Everybody loves Poppa Piccolino 
He has the cutest little monkey to collect the lira 
But one day Poppa Piccolino was very sad 
He lost his concertina, and he couldn't find it anywhere 
and there was no music, and everyone was very unhappy 
But the little monkey found it for him and gave it back to Poppa Piccolino 
and now everybody is happy again

All over Italy they know his concertina
Poppa Piccolino, Poppa Piccolino
He plays so prettily to every signorina
Poppa Piccolino from sunny Italy

Sunny Italy, Sunny Italy