Playing on his slide trombone
In a certain monotone
He was known as Mister Monotony

Sometimes he would change the key
But the same dull melody
Would emerge from Mister Monotony

Folks for miles would run away
Only one prefer'd to stay
She would come around and say
“Have you got any monotony today? ”

They got married as they should
She was known as Missus Monotony
From another village came a snappy clarineter
‘Twas the end of Mister Monotony

Soon there came another bride
She just answered when he cried
“Have you got any monotony today? ”

“Haven't got any monotony today"
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"Haven't got any monotony today”