Poppa Piccolino

Poppa Piccolino - Petula Clark

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

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